Are more friends than my old friends
I know it doesn't make sense
It hides my anger and depression
Teaches me to be heartless
And show less affection
Leaving my soul distressed and restless

Gets me in a better mood
I dont feel sad
Got used to that feeling too
Now im feeling good
Addicted to being bad
And lacking healing too
I see life in the worst way
Dead inside I no longer pray
I wipe my tears
And cherish my fears

Im no longer fighting it
Got tired of seeking the light
That was not meant for me
I stay in trance as I'm dying slowly
Which accepts the true me
Since nobody knew me
There is nothing to live for
Happiness left like it did before
The more I ask the less I receive
Seem I got myself to give
To give in to death
And take my last breath

© Arcane