Breaking

Through my eye's
i don't see the light
I'm laying on the ground
unwilling to fight

all i do is get up
but i get pushed over again
everything seems so wrong
it's like evil doesn't end

the devil's on my shoulder
whispering in my ear
telling me things i shouldn't do
but things i want to hear

i want my white powder
and the pills to pop
i want all the alcohol and green
until i just drop

i can't be sober
and see what i see
i need my crutches back
they let me be me

thats all i want
and I'll be fine
not those silly 3 words
that will breakaway in time

so when you look at me
I'll be happy
its when you see through my eye's
that every thing's just crappy

SO cant write anymore..hahaha:P