To give someone a hand you would sever your own
And trust the ones saying they'll do whatever, but don't
When all that you're asking is to be treasured and known
But opening up reveals you as lesser and prone
You look back to see all of the effort's your own
You know they have actions they won't ever atone
Their presence will shrink as the pressure has grown like they don't get loneliness is never alone
i run from problems in vain to flee my sorrows
i close my eyes hoping I don't see tomorrow
Time is something i no longer need to borrow when the path to happiness was one i wasn't free to follow
It feels like my time has been quick and it's wasted
Tell me why i was picked and created
God i am so sick of the hatred but i feel like i was tricked and im jaded
ive given all i can and all ive gotten's crushed and damaged
Turn me into dust im famished my trust has vanished i cant adjust or manage God what else is left i must be banished
Theres nothing left to savor, every breaths a labor, each mess is greater, i failed my quest for favor
i couldn't cut it close with the best of razors
i come to tell You im depressed and tapered
Life'll teach you guess that's why my stress is major
How did i get to the point of thinking death is safer
How did....im abandoned in pain
Masked tears feel like im the only one standing in rain
i pray and i pray but God's not granting refrain
why am i the only one You never planned to sustain
I can't escape the toll of anxiety's bell
Dont stop now when You've never denied to me hell
If never in life then in death imma be quelled
With my demons hands around me at least im finally held
i hear them clear as they cackle in bleakness
And no one's running back to me to tackle a weakness
Head on the ground i am shackled and speechless
im not worth fighting for when what ive battled increases
...the useless rambles of a stupid dreamer who's weeding through everything that's rooted deeper
i'll never get why people bruise the healer
Leaving me acting like im not lost or wounded either
i try to keep the notions of your rival repressed
But it's like You're working to give him vital success
Ask and it's given is what our bibles profess so stop giving me breath, that's my final request