Thought this would get better...
But it only seems to worsten as the days pass...
My happiness has deceased, I knew it wouldn't last...
The anger has built up inside, I'm ready to break loose...
I won't be able to handle much more of this abuse...
My body's twisting mind gone blank...
I'm outraged by all this pain that I've gone through...
I've put up a front with nowhere to run to...
Eyes red as blood, mascara down my face...
I'm gone, discharged from this place...
My brain has decomposed from all of this mess...
Some people just weren't meant to be happy I guess...
I feel like there's been a match against myself...
I think about people, while they're thinking about wealth...
I'm the victum at fault for all this hell...
Yet, no one's sensitive to it, they don't know me that well...
 
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