I am a hyprocrite, a liar.
a sinner, a thief, a failure
nothing, useless, black,
emotional, harsh, blind
My emotions make me sick.
I see how twisted I am inside
This blood won't ever wash off
Endless nights stay with me
My ears are deaf to their cries.
I'm too locked up inside my own problems
And always complaining about others
When I do the same as well
My emotions make me sick.
filled with rage, sorrow, envy
Why isn't anything good enough?
This heart is ugly and shallow
I try to stop it, try to give back.
but I can't, not anymore
I'm not who I used to be
And I can't bring that person back
My emotions make me sick.
nothingness is my game
Until the cold hand finds me
I am yet upon the stage
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If I Fade Away
.....Would anyone notice?
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