When is it gonna get easier
When is the stress gonna get lesser
People just picking at my scars
Rip me into pieces scatter me like stars
I’m tired don’t need anymore
Cant rip me anymore, I’m already tore
I’m just a jigsaw puzzle torn up
Not even when I cry do you shut up
My soul is flooding with tears
But no one ever hears
I’m slowly dying inside
My soul everytime has to hide
You rip me up then leave
Slowly my soul I'm gonna weave
But everytime I’m nearly there
You are always in time here
To rip me up just again
Running in circles making me insane
Just leave me alone let me grow
But always you’re there ready for me
Make my hell on earth more misery!
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