The real me

Everyday I wake up, a new day to face.
I try to keep my head up, as it falls in disgrace.
I pray for better days, and peace inside.
As I pray every night, God will let me die.
The real me is lost, there are no words to explain.
All alone by myself, in this world I remain.
Only pain runs through me, I can't even cope.
The only numbness I feel, is when I'm doing dope.
I'm so empty inside, there's nothing left that's real.
Anger and hatred, are all I ever feel.
There's no warmth inside, this world of mine.
Only hurt and sadness, in my mind all the time.
I've tried to be human, in the slightest degree.
But when you look in my eyes, only darkness you will see.
My soul is so black, with my heart full of pain.
The blood and the tears, fall down like rain.
I'm not afraid now of what's to come, I'll agree.
I deserve what I get, for being the real me.