broken, lost, burned inside unwanted, unloved the surface looks fine
abandoned, destroyed thrown away just tensions, just pain no joy again
not good enough, not beautiful no success, no gain no compliments, no lovely words just pain again
surrounded by stress captured in pressure no time to rest only pain again
you won't see how destroyed you are until you realise every scar you're on your knees you've lost control depression is the knife that not only cuts your soul
the path to the light-side is far away you keep running all night, all day
the path to the light-side is too far away I should go and cut myself a way