My time to go

Sometimes its hard to wake up in the morning
Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear them anymore
They seem to fade as each crimson drop hits the floor
Try to smile try to laugh pretend I'm OK for awhile
But each day this feeling gets worse
I must be cursed Cuz no matter what I do I can't get through to any of you so if I end it tonight
You might see what was right in front of you I thought I made it clear,I am but a mere weak soul and this is my time to say goodbye my time to go