Eternal Pain

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I wonder how will I go on, what's there in life for me

I can't work, can't speak, can't avoid feeling

I fall for looks even though looks can be deceiving

I don't care about the world, I don't care about anything

I say I want to enjoy life, but I'm not making it enjoyable

Can't talk to who I want, can't stay loyal to my friends

Can't retrieve my morals from the trash, is this how it ends?

A moral-less, passionless being, feeling there's nothing worth seeing

Nothing worth trying, nothing worth doing

Prisons of my personality and cowardice are screwing

Up my life, and whoever I care for ends up disappearing

"Will life always be like this?" the answer to the question is scaring

Cause no it won't be, it will be way worse

A road of hardship and rubble, all the way to the hearse

No gratitude to the universe from me, only a curse

That give me nothingness or give me Canada, nothing else

Cries out my entire body, each of its cells.