It's late
And I'm not myself
I'm not even a person
I'm just a puppet on strings
Everyone's pulling their way
But you were the one
The one to clip my wings
To strip me of what I was
Ever so slowly day by day
I was left with nothing
You only saw yourself in me
I never wanted to fail you
But when we became the same
You threw me away to rot
What you wanted I was not
You already had yourself
I just want to fade away into the ether
Like I never was me or you or anyone else
I just want to not be...
Life is nothing but different kinds of pain
A series of highs and lows
And where does it all go
There's nothing but constant despair
Will I even be tomorrow
Nothing but constant sorrow
There is nothing here for me
Nothing but constant fear
What if everything that comes in mind
All the endless suffering at my own hand
I cannot go on a path that leads nowhere
I just want it to end like it never stained everything else that exists