The Ways Of My Life

The ways of my life are tearing me apart.
But yet I can not change back,
Back to how I was before.
For now it is too late for me to do so.
I believed if I changed my ways of my life,
My ways of thinking,acting,eating,breathing,
Along with sleeping,walking and talking,
It would be a good thing but I was wrong.
My ways have and will continue hurting,
Hurting everyone around me,
That I care for and that I Love.
My ways are tearing or making people,
People I know, fall down in misery and pain.
This pain which I have caused them
This pain which I have caused myself.
I used to smile and laugh before I changed my ways
But now I do not do so.
My ways are killing me day by day
Until there is nothing left of me
And this is all because,
I have changed
My ways of my life

written* and done by: Psycho(*on Dec 9th/05)