This is my cry for help,
I cry, I curse and I hate,
I can’t stop myself anymore.
But I think it’s not to late...
I drive my mind crazy.
Tell me, What’s better in life
than to purge my pain?
Oh, my god, I look so vain.
I’m so unbelieveble egoistic.
Yes I know,
You don’t have to tell me again..
I won’t let this build up in side of me.. no!
Voices fade away...
Words have no meaning..
My heart’s gonna break,
It’s already dying..
Don’t get me wrong,
I don’t need attention,
Just an arm aroung my shoulders,
Would bring me out of this fiction..