*I have no real purpose
*I'm just there to take up space
*Just a worthless human being
*With tears streaming down my face

My insanity is the only thing keeping me alive.

Opportunities fly by
As we sit and cry
Flames consume this world of ours
While we sit and watch for hours

The only friend I have in this world is my little knife.

If you die a little each time you cry, why am I not dead yet?

I feel as if I'm barely alive
Pain and hate builds up inside
My secrets never seem to be kept
They laughed during the times I wept

Why won't anyone help?

I cause myself pain just to know that I'm still alive

*I'm drowning in a red river,
*A river of blood and tears
*And I'm being dragged down
*By everybody's fears

~~I think of all the things you've said
~~I dream of you as I lay in bed
~~I thought we were meant to be
~~But these emotions overwhelm me
~~All the things my memories cover
~~Makes me realize that you've taken over

Careless beings living lies
Every night a child cries
Always living for what is in
No one caring about their sins

This is the chorus to a song I wrote called "Careless".