It feels like it's getting worse
Whatever "it" is
It's just begging me now, and I can't stop it, even if I wanted to
There is a lot of pain in my heart I cannot
I have more bad days than good I feel, even if it I try not to
Keeping up the cheeriness is become a tedium I do not enjoy
And if I ever dared to release all of that which binds me here
It's a hell of my own design
I cannot rely on others
I cannot rely on myself
So who do I turn to when I just can't take the waves crashing, one after another
Torrential rain wearing fast on my resolve
I've said it so many times before
That I'm tired
And to escape it all would seem so easy
but at what cost?
