Sometimes

I feel so stupid, i feel so ashamed,
I wonder if anyone else wants to play my game,
The way i live every day.

Every day is the same old thing,
Happiness is what i hope god will bring,
But it never becomes okay.

And sometimes i feel like i don't matter,
Sometimes i feel so hurt and so down,
And sometimes i feel like my heart has shattered,
Feel the pain all around.
So slow down my beating heart,
Turn it hard, turn it cold,
Make it die, make it live no more,
Let it mold, let it mold.

Looking in the mirror to see what i am,
I know I've become so entirely condemned,
I don't want to be me.

Wake up every morning and hate it a lot,
Knowing I'll be mad or feel distraught,
Why must this be?

And sometimes i feel like i don't matter,
Sometimes i feel so hurt and so down,
And sometimes i feel like my heart has shattered,
Feel the pain all around.
So slow down my beating heart,
Turn it hard, turn it cold,
Make it die, make it live no more,
Let it mold, let it mold.

I pray it to the lord above,
Every moment i feel like this,
I just sometimes feel i don't want to be,
That sad lonely man, who's name is Chris.