looking back at the way my path I once walked, blood and pain everyone was worried I had gone insane, but I'm alive and still just as messed up. No path I can find anymore, It's ok though I like to walk life blind because then that way I find myself in the best and weirdest situations. Future used to look so bright and ideal but I keep falling short, thinking I'm not worth it, and counselling doesn't help because I'm too angry about life, man I'm just so fed up. Lost with my lonely thoughts, no one understands me, stuck in the mud of my ****** nation. Where do I go, what can I say to get outta this situation I am in right now? Everything is crashing all around me, I have lost my way, is there hope for me someday?Am I just confused? Maybe I'm just a bomb that desperately needs to be diffused, but no one can help me so I just blow up than people want to help me, but they are too late. Did God make a mistake? I don't know anymore too stuck in my illness, or maybe I'm just to full of pride to bow?  Or maybe I'm onto something here, what if this life is some kind of messed up conspiracy, I feel like such a pinocchio a slave to everything that holds me, maybe it's fate? Everything is crashing all around me, I'm just so stuck in my ways man, don't you see that I need help? All I know is at this moment I'm stuck, and nothing seems to want to pull me out, abandoned by those I thought had my back. Now I'm crashed out,burned out, caught in this harsh reality, stuck with this grim desire to make everyone feel my misery. People don't seem to understand, they just put me in the corner with a dunce cap on my head. A deranged child, looked at like some diseased trout, bitterly oozing trickery that turns into tragedy, born with this illness but not getting any sympathy. Everything seems to be crashing all around me, I've fallen down, stuck in this anomaly, I just long to be free.