End

Everything is wrong,
nothing is right,
my vision is blurred,
i\'m full of fright.

For every joke,
about me made,
another part of me,
begins to fade.

And it continues,
day after day,
i fake a smile, a laugh,
and pretend everything\'s okay.

I try to help those who are broken,
i try to set them free,
but everytime i think of who might be broken,
my thoughts lead straight to me.

I\'m sick of pretending,
im tired of lies,
i give up,
i\'m fed up with tries.

It\'s over, the end,
i\'m finished, I\'m through,
and if you ever loved me,
good bye to you,