Bones and blood

Just bones and blood beneath my skin
no inner child no soul within
Dead inside beneath the hate
no fairy tale for me to create
tearing out our oldest fears
start again, bring back the tears
thinking back to all the joy
just broken bits from abandoned toys
put on the smile and say your fine
depression comes, just losing time
these days are real they never end
an endless cycle where we cant pretend
were decompisiong, falling apart
just a slow decay of the human heart
give me one chance to fly and be free
give me one chance for me to be me
i slice my wrist and start to fade
the ultimate price has just been paid
but when i look back, depression i see
this is my chance, my chance to be free
life we live once, we fear and we hide
with one single cut, there goes my pride
but there is nothing beneath out skin
just bones and blood. burried within