Laying here with my eyes soaked
And my voice choked,
Quietly screaming "why can't she love me?"
"Why did he hurt me?" and "why did she have to die?"
Asking why, **** it, why?
My heart is beating, and with every pulse
I can hear a ripping noise
Like a seething bunch of hate is begging to rip out of my chest
But in this void, I am nothing but alone
Even here, in my own **** home
I feel so empty, and so ******* torn
My eyes are heavy and filled with scorn
Why must we feel?
I miss being younger, when the world wasn't so real
I can't do this **** it, I can't stay clean
In this ****** up life
We all need our own
Personal reality