When you have to take medicine to act and feel a certain way,
I swear you'll never feel the same.
When people come and talk to you an anger builds inside of you but,
your mood outside always stays the same.
All I know is that I am tired of living in this perfect lie.
Living in this fake body, with fake feelings, with fake money,
and this makes the feelings of depression fly, I don't want to live I need to die
so I can finally feel nothing.
When you're lacking confidence no one knows the things you say
or hear the words you scream
or the emotions you're feeling.
You're just another one of those people in the crowd
battling their problems out and the feelings never change.
Why am, I alive?
I am a problem that is never solved,
and feels like a failure for never solving myself.
Why can't we stand together,
fight these demons,
battle forever,
and eventually win this war together.
That's because we're not all the same,
settling scores is not a gain,
we put people out to feel better about ourselves.
Judging those who are innocent,
judging those with problems,
do you feel better now?