I'm tired of this life, I feel so down all the time, satan's trying to rule me, but he don't control. Evil everywhere I see what does God want from me. Everyday is a struggle and I hurt inside a little more. What am I supposed to do the world has got me down, it probably has you too. I try so hard to make you happy, I try so hard not to linger in my sanity but with that I have been through I just don't understand how much more I can take, losing my grip on reality, feels like I am being strangled by a snake. I wish someone could help but I guess the truth is I am scared, scared to turn to God my salvation. Scared to hear what he will say, scared to find out what is truing lurking beneath my hearts shallow grave. It's been so long since I have felt kindness I almost forgot I had a heart always trying to do whats right, to do whats good. It will be worth in the end but it's not always as easy as they say. I go my own way and I start to fall astray and than God has to help me again and again, independent I am not dependent I will be till the very end o, this pain I feel inside is eating me alive and I just can't seem to stand it anymore it's killing me rocking me slowly back and forth until I either brake or am eaten alive this devil be gone why can't you just die. Temptation is eating me alive and jealousy will be my end I don't deny, for it could be the cause for losing my girlfriend and I just can't bear to lose what means more to me than myself. For that I must confess I am no better than the rest, a punk born a sunder, must have been a blunder parents divorced, no job, no car no money in the bank, o what am I to do got nobody to turn to 18, be on the street soon begging for food and starving just like those kids I used to see on tv, o how I wish someone could help me. This rant has gone on long enough I lived a good life, I know it wasn't really that tough, now comes the easy part where I just sit back and let gravity takes it's course, my actions are my own I really can't deny how I feel inside so now the time to let go and to show the world who I am, not that they will care, I will die and you will go on living your life and say so what "whats in the past is in the past." I guess that all you have to say are the magic words and you feel like it all goes away. maybe all my friends can forget about me and learn to see that my mask has finally come undone, the truth is out and I am the only one who know now what I must do I really wish I could spend an eternity talking bout it with you but I have stuff to do and time is short so with that I will take my leave and let you be.