Who I Am...

Locked myself up in my tears,
No one to turn to even after all these years,
Lost, alone, tired, regretful,
I'm sick of my friends being so neglectful,
Time to leave, I want to go,
But what to say and where's the strength?
So lost and alone and no where to go,
I have been watching myself die and I still am,
I know..

Past memories haunt my mind,
It was him who made me like this,
I knew it all along,
Acts like there is nothing wrong,
I hate him,
I hate you,
Why won't everything just go...

It won't blow over - nothing ever does,
That's why I break down and cry,
I break into shreds,
And all the time I wonder why,
Why life has to be so unmerciful,
And wish to die....

But at the end I can't blame anyone for how I am,
Even though I have the evidence to show,
Can't pretend there is nothing wrong,
I guess me and my conscience will never get along...