I feel locked inside this life, that isn't even a life
Bound by these chains, of neverending strife

These feelings with no reason, to actually exist
And nothing to completely, successfully assist

A circle of confusion
A funnel cloud illusion
Trapping me in it's winds
Consuming me with my sins

The tangle of problems, the mass chaos in my head
The whirlwind of emotions, will it ever end?

I realize i am breathing, and for the pain I strive
Anything to let me, know that i'm alive

I can't decide which is better, a hurting heart or feeling 
numb
Sometimes not feeling anything, is better than feeling so 
glum

Sometimes I doubt i'll make it, I'd rather just give up
If I stay here too much longer, I might just erupt

Lucky for me, something keeps me going
If you could even call it luck, it keeps those rocks from 
rolling

Rolling down and killing me, i know what it is
But even so, I'm so confused, about this quiz of his