Why cant I reliy on myself to make me happy
Why cant I ever be What I truly want
I sit here alone, cutting away my misery
Im tierd of this life of mine

I'm tierd of living, when no life is left
Im tierd of giving the last bits of my soul away
Im tierd of seeing my self cry
Why must I go on

If I give up, I am weak
But if i don't I feel weaker
The scares on my wrist will go away
But the ones on my heart wont

Why must I lay here scilenly pretending i am a slep
Why can't I just whither away,And be forgotten
All these questions run through my mind
I am dying faster by the minute, why won't you let me go