These insecurities are taking over
I can barely hide them any longer
Slipping from my stitched lips
Coming through the seams of my very being
I don't know what I am seeing

Fact or fiction?
Reality or a dream?
Who am I?
I don't seem to recognize my reflection anymore
My body is tired and sore

My mind hazy and full of fantasy
Wishes never granted
Scars of hatred on my skin
Tears engraved in my cheeks
The blood I once held now leaks

I fear everything and anything
I just want to feel sane
If only for a moment
Take this key to my heart
I knew you'd stab with it from the start

I crave self destruction
This self loathing drives me to new heights
I crave the kiss of death
But instead we dance
Maybe it's my posture maybe it's my stance

That I need to fix
To correct all the wrongs I've done
I want to feel normal
I want to wake up with a new life
I'm too buried in my own strife

Help me, I'm begging
Point the barrel
Pull the trigger
I want the gun to be my last tune
As my eyes roll back in the light of the moon