I have so much anger, so much aggression, infuriated inside,
I have so many disturbing thoughts that I try so hard to hide,
But one day they might all come pouring out, and I don't want to see,
The evil, the madness, the new person that is locked up within me.
I walk around, im so edgy, on alert,
Keep my hands rolled up inside my shirt,
Conceal clenched fists, scarred wrists,
The scars which I wish didn't exist.
But I'll never stop, I can't, I wont,
Sometimes I want to slit my own fucking throat,
But I have to live this nightmare,
But I'm warning you beware,
I'm a lit fuse,
I've been through torment, abuse,
I've got a lot of rage, I've got alot of hate,
I'm so messed up, I can't think straight,
Sometimes I think I'm going crazy, insane,
Every try to get better, is a try in vain,
I hurt so bad, and I'm screaming for help, please!
But I realise now, this is my curse, my disease. |
