With each passing day i come to find, that i'm dying even more on the inside.
I try to go out, but my instincts tell me to hide.
I'm so far gone that i can't even cry.
I keep trying to convince myself that this isn't the answer.
But this venomous disease is spreading like cancer.
Stuck living this life with a family of enemies.
But still, i keep fighting to unravel my destiny.
Alone, i wander into the abyss.
Trying hard to hold on, in case i'm missed.
But there's nothing here to keep me going, only the fear of the unknown that keeps on growing.
Always asking myself if i have any real friends.
Barely making it past all of these bends.
I carry with me mostly agony.
Just hoping i can trade in this pathetic tragedy.