Tired of it all

Scars on my my wrist
scars on my heart
scars are now riping my world apart

so lost & confused
so broken & abused
no matter were i look
i always seem to lose

one step forword
two steps back
know wonder my life
is so freaking wacked

its hard to trust
when you git stabed in the back
so git off my back
and cut me some slack
just give me a moment
so i can relax

maybe i can git my life togather
just git back on track
so as i said be for
stop naging
you people are smothering me know
and im not breathing