All I feel is pain
What happened to faith
Tried to be a saint
I don’t get the right to complain
Restrain me it’s entertainin’
I’m afraid
I think I’m doomed
Why am I always in this mood?
Might shoot myself or maybe tie a noose
No booze to take away the pain dead soon
Not cool to be standing on the roof
Standing in stillness
I’m loveless I need to rid myself of emptiness
Joyousness always impossible hopeless
I try the process to fix myself no success
Always weakness in me, helpless.