I live a life of misery
I live a life of hunger
I live a life of torture
Too many demons are stuck in my brain
Too many problems are stuck in my life
I live a life of depression
I live through a long maze
My life!!! as always I say
I am always tormented
I want to go to home
The sky is my dear home
Where I will find no torture
No more tireless work
No more starving
Only peace that I want
All along I found and searched for happiness
Which I found for the least time
I never had a look at my family
My pure sobs will continue
If I still live in the maze
My naughty thoughts
They are all about a depression
We are depressed and no one can help out
For the short life I have lived I am imperfect
My soul gets tormented each day
I lost my love for everything
I lost my love for everyone
All I seek for is death
Its death that I'm pushed to
It's death where we all find our peace
My head roams at night because of this unhappy life
Peace is all I lost
My life is one of wastage
A wastage in time, and everything life gives and takes
Why may I continue my life
When I still live this kind of life