But what about me?

Through all the painful pleading
Now I can finally breathe

It's like a flood of relief
Sadly, I'm drowning

A pro at surviving
I've forgotten what being alive means

It's the death after the sting
Yet I've never been a living being

Now after everything
When all is said and done

When it's all finally peeked
And the ****** is the suppressed past

What about me?