Prisoner in my own Body

Is this my breaking point is this my last drop shall I keep on going on or is the struggle to long
I can't endure no more pain i endue all i could
i am a prisoner in my own body there is no way out
i sit in a chair as i weep either this or six feet deep
No one understands my pain none has a clue what i go
threw walk a day in my shoes

I hold a razor to my wrist and some pills in my hand
Is this the end of a life i couldn't even understand i wanna cry I'm all dried up guess I'm tough outta of luck
Should just give it up have no friends their blowing in the wind good -bye mom and to the dad i never had