Hey. So, there's a thing That's been Eating me up inside. Most people think that It's a fire, or An everlasting flame. But... It's not.
It's something else. Something that engulfs me And overwhelms me. It's incredibly powerful. But not in the way That you're thinking. It's like a leech; A parasite that's not Willing to let go. Instead, it just Gets a grip and Holds on for dear life Until I die...
You see, Death is a... A questionable thing. Death is what Many fear and dread. ***** to **** because This world we live in, More than you know, Is broken and dead.
They say to Fake it till you fail. Except failure is Not an option. Fake it till you make it. Except I'll never make it. I'm already losing, and There's no motivation To live and to last.
Long-lasting, Never fasting; Always faster, Getting stronger. Facing cold, Facing heat; On the edge, Can't be beat. Because this life That I live is A struggle and a mess, Full of pressures and stress; Dying down, Broken and bound.
What more can I say? There's no direction, Only destruction. No brethren, Only a burden. It's like it's not worth it. Life isn't worth living. And you know, As sad as that sounds, I really do believe it. I really wish life would -- -- end.
People say that it's My pride My self-relying strength My mind That's truly killing me. And maybe, Just maybe they're right. Maybe it is an issue with me. They tell me that I can't do it alone. But I'll do everything In my power To prove them wrong.
Don't tell me that I can't do it alone. Don't tell me that Failure is a good thing. Failure is an opportunity. Failure is growth. Failure is a learning curve. Let me tell you something; Failure is not an option. For me to fail is like Being weak and vulnerable, Worthless and useless.
You see, This thing that's Eating me up inside. Yeah, it's... Ha. It's killing me. No one even realizes that One of their own is Dying. Drowning. 19 and barely counting.