Confused
I’m tired of my life And scared to death I’m stuck somewhere on this twisted, dark path I know my dreams But I’m clueless on how to get there I’m hunting all the time Everything is so unfair I’m just so used, tired, and confused I’m falling in love Just to get abused I’m bleeding on the inside While trying to hide my pain Refusing to let the tears go They just keep falling like rain I hate myself But I still seem to take it out on everyone else I’m so bored, stubborn, and lazy so I cut myself Now I just look crazy Waking up, I look round It’s extremely dark, with no sound I look at myself in the mirror Look at how things have changed in barely a year The cuts on my arms start to fade away But I feel more confused day by day Sometimes I’m happy, sometimes I’m sad These words seem too simple for the feelings I’ve had Why not just leave behind everything I’ve known? No longer understanding the meaning of home Written December 28th, 2001 © on Dec 28 2001 03:14 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"I’m tired of my life..."