A Broken Mess

by Some Random Human   May 26, 2010


Drowning in my own self loathing,
so sick of this shameful clothing,
that I wear to cover up my scars,
no one cares that I am falling,
no one hears me when I'm calling,
I'm just a spec of dust among the stars,

Can't you see there's nothing left,
I'm a broken mess, I'm so hopeless,
nothing ever seems to go my way,
but I don't mean to complain,
about this pain, or the strain,
that it has put on me today,

Someone help I feel I'm fading,
hid my pain with my charading,
but this game has gone on far too long,
so now I'm here to reveal,
all the things inside that's real,
I hope to God that I can stay strong,

Can't you see there's nothing left,
I'm a broken mess, I'm so hopeless,
nothing ever seems to go my way,
but I don't mean to complain,
about this pain, or the strain,
that it has put on me today,

No one hears me, though I'm screaming,
is this life, or am I dreaming,
I think that this must be a nightmare,
in a crowd alone I'm hurting,
with a girl called death I'm flirting,
because I'm sick of living in despair,

Can't you see there's nothing left,
I'm a broken mess, I'm so hopeless,
nothing ever seems to go my way,
but I don't mean to complain,
about this pain, or the strain,
that it has put on me today,

I'm tired of hiding all these scars,
just a spec of dust among the stars,
this game has gone on far too long,
I hope to God I can stay strong,
this isn't life, it's a nightmare,
I'm sick of living in despair,
I'm so sick of living in despair...

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