No matter how hard I try
Their expectations are still in the sky.
I work all day and study all night.
But yet, my efforts still cause a fight.
Behind closed doors,
My body is aching; I can’t take anymore.
Why can’t life be like it was before.
When I used to love life and smiling
But now me and suicide are reconciling.
I miss the girl I used to be,
God, I just want to be free.
I feel helpless and alone
Drained, and tired the bone.
I’ve lost count of how many times they’ve lied
Even the grim reaper has cried.
I am so sick and tired of all their shit.
My smile and laugh are now counterfeit.
But in the end, it’s hard to realise
And no matter how much I abide,
I will never be enough.
Fuck, isn’t it rough?