I could talk to you about how I'm worthless.
About how I'm not worth it
How I wanna be famous but don't deserve it.
I could tell you my story...
No you dont wanna hear it
Knowing what makes me who I am
Isn't relevent because my problems
Will never amount to what other people face
No matter how much I hurt inside
This life is mine and I just need time
To realize that's fine cause others dont have that
Like you and I
Or maybe you don't
I dont know.
Maybe these words
are falling on deaf ears
Maybe if I keep rambling on
Something may be clear
But I don't know.
Why do I keep doubting myself?
Livin in this existential hell
My tribulations are severe
My sanity is long gone, my dear
I say it again, my tribulations are severe...
Until someone else comes along
And laughs, telling me that they aren't
That I know nothing about pain
Nothing about grief
Nothing about stress
About wanting that sweet release of death
Nothing at all...
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