I\\\'m a waste of breathe

I'm not really sure what I'm doing
but i need something to fill up my days
I'm freaking out on every little moment, they last forever it seems

this all just wont go away
i f**king can't get over anything

what i need i don't want
what i want i can't have
what i can have i don't want.

nothing seems to have meaning
no one seems to be real

I'm suffocating in the hole of society.
my eyes hurt from watching my life fall apart.
my lungs are dying from breathing in the filth.

i walk up the stairs and only wish to not fall down them again

i can't keep the words from coming out, i need to ex cape but running away won't change a thing

i want to be loved without having to love

my bad habits are eating away my mind.

don't touch me i cant hear

fun is only trouble and this isn't a story.
my life is a Pitt of hurt.