Blinded by Greed

I've hurt myself for many years,
Trying to see through the blinding tears.

So much pain so much strife,
Whats it like to have a life?

Why cant i end it here and now,
I cant seem to do it somehow.

So many reasons and excuses why,
i just don't seem to have the heart to die.

Tired of trying to make everything right, Try to step out of the shadows but i cant find the light.

Lost in my own little land,
I know it better than the slits on my hands.

I've got a collection of bruises,
I tend to be the one who always looses.

I keep asking why,
Why cant i just die?

Then finally i see,
People really love me.

I was blinded by my own greed,
and my feelings of need.