Why am I so damned depressed?
Is my soul, in some sick way possesed?
Because if so, in hell I'll rest,
Forever more, upon your breast.
I wonder why you dont here my cries,
And as I look up, I see it in your eyes.
I can see no love within your face.
Your deadly stare makes me feel disgraced.
It's obvious to me that your no good,
But I lie to myself,
And say,"I still haven't understood."
So I'm stuck here with you,
Getting frustrated,
Because there is nothing I can do.
But then, as always,
The frustration turns to pain.
And the loss of my life,
Is all my sick mind wishes to gain.
Still, you'll never let me die,
And I know exactly why.
Because if my life ends,
Along with my pain.
You'll have nothing to feed on,
Nothing to gain.
So you keep me here with weakend veins,
And you force me to see,
SEE IT ALL GO UP IN FLAMES!!!!!!

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