It has begun.
I hate what what I've become.
I mud confess that I am dead within.
I never seem to win.
Why is life so hard??
Poor baby is so scarred.
My heart like breaking, it's aching and my happiness I'm faking...
But it's nothing real love can't undo. So I'm waiting for you.
For the day when when I'll be fixed. I wait with with both anticipation and fear mixed.
All my life I was lied to.
I was told I had a God to go to,
That my dreams would come true.
I don't want to care about the fact that there's no one there. I open my eyes and my hope dies.
My life is barren, there's no life....only emptiness and strife
When will this nightmare end?? And if it does, will I be happy then??