It hurt's.

When I get stressed my stomach aches,
When I think about all of the shit I start to shake,
I want it all to be over,
It's been going on like this forever.

It hurts to know I'm such a loser,
An alcohol and drug abuser,
The person that I said I wouldn't become,
Rest assure, I hate this!
It's not fun!

I'm sick of crying,
I hate to be scared,
I was a failure for even trying,
I wish I could show you how much I cared,
And still do,
I will always love you!