Wrong.... AGAIN

What did I do wrong again this time?

What did I do to deserve this treatment from you?

FUCK.

Sometimes I seriously question myself as to what the FUCK am I doing??? You want me to control my fucked up temper, I do it. You want me to pacify you like a little kid, I do it. You want me to smile at you whenever I see you, I do it. You want me to accept all the accusations you throw at me, I take it. I do whatever you want me to. What more do you want from me?

I’m so tired. So sick. Feeling so bloody fucked up about all these unnecessary shit you are throwing at me all the time. ENOUGH. I feel like I’m a slave. Never enough to satisfy whatever you want from me. Always asking for MORE. Fuck you, understand? I’m not in existence in this world for you to do whatever you want to me ok! I’m only human. A normal being with emotions and I dun need that shit from you.

I close my eyes hoping to feel peace.. I go to places where I can find solace. But it’s not helping.. when I open my eyes, I see evil.. I see the devil staring at me… I simply can’t get this demon out of my life…… WHY?

I had truly let myself down…

How I wish I could surrender my soul;

Shed the clothes that become my skin;

See the liar that burns within my needing.

How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.

How I wish I had screamed out loud,Instead I've found no meaning.

I guess it's time I run far, far away;

find comfort in pain,All pleasure's the same:

it just keeps me from trouble.Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.

I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.

It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;

Hold memory close at hand,Help me understand the years.

How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.

How I wish I would save my soul.I'm so cold from fear.

I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,

All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.

Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.

I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.

Far, far away; find comfort in pain.All pleasure's the same:

it just keeps me from trouble.It's more than just words:

it's just tears and rain.