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Pain

I`m always Hurting
It might not show
I act glad
So you dont know

I`m always Hurting
For what I could have been
But because of You
There wont be oppertunity again

I`m always hurting
Never ending pain
and this pressure
is driving me insane

I`m always hurting
even through the night
best rest assured
I wont Give up the Fight

Sick

I guess i`m not good enough
too try and live
the path is rough
but you expect me to give

I stand up tall
but you always knock me down
My Spirits Sink
Into the ground

Do you like making me sick
every single day?
I`m going to make it stick
that sometime i`ll have my way.

The Scream

The scream of my soul
isnt heard
the sanity in my mind
has been desturbed

I cannot see
How or what you do
Yet you make me look bad
But THATS nothing new

The yell of my heart
as you step onto it
is not heard
as you THINK you gained wit

I do not know
How you can hurt
When i`m Standing here
with my spirit burnt.

The way

The way I feel
Reflects all pain
How you treat me
Is Making me insane

You could ignore me
Yet you choose not
You cannot see
My heart has been shot

You shouldnt judge by Looks
Personality counts
Hang my soul on little hooks
I have my doubts

Please leave me alone
I hope I`ll be fine
My depression is formely Shown
But I guess you`re just Blind...

You!!!!!!

As I burn slowly
In Social Hell
My thoughts die along with me
You didnt know me well

You`re all mindless
Under popularitys control
You should think by yourself
Instead for the Whole

Criticizing is wrong
But I`m forced to comply
and if you just be yourself
your mind will never Die

Your Mind

You might mean well
But whats in your mind
You might act like my Friend
and you might act kind
but I think its all a joke
Everyday, I wish you`d choke
for the pain you caused me.
I live in crap and wallow in depression.
I truly think that life is a session.
Its a neverending thing,yet we`ll end some day
and its going to be obvious..that its not ok

You never know when your death will hit
But it feels like a bag of Shit
You know that you cause this pain
And your slowly driving me insane
But just so you know, that someday
I`ll stand over your and act the same way.