World War Me

Thank you

I thought I could trust you, but you just used me
My dream was to stop this pain, but it only got worse
The lyrics told me to love, but I only got hate
Music played the beat of my heart, but my heart beated slower
They told me I could count on them, but when needed they were gone
Past that I left behind, but doesn't let me move on
Feelings holding for yourself, but tears show the reality
My only wish to end it, but the suffering I get
The smile on my face, but taking away by others
Looking for a painkiller, but ends up with a broken heart
Trying to find light, but living in darkness
Friends close to me, but turn into my enemies

I have gone trough tough times and yet I still do
I always wished for another life, but now I don't

Wanna know why?

'Cause each of these things made me stronger, they made me a fighter and the person I am today

So, to the haters, the past, the enemies, the hate, the darkness, the mistakes, the loneliness, the fake friends, suffering and anything else:

THANKS FOR MAKING ME A FIGHTER