if i die and do not wake, please know that i nolonger ache,
a problem child, your biggest mistake, fading away with every
breath i take, i am unheard scream, a broken dream, nothing is
alright, and no one is ever quite what they seem. what do you see?
when you look at me? i'm so twisted and toarn from fighting
this war, now i'm alone and theres nobody home, i've got nothing
left to fight for. for i am so broken, by the path that i've chosen,
these wounds have gotten far too deep... so now i'm just hoping that my eyes will never open, every time i go to sleep.