Why Can't I See To Step Away

I Forced Myself To Live This Way

Tortured By The Druges I Take

Pushed To The Edge Again



Can't Seem To Reach A Point

Where I'm Comfortable

Awake But Asleep

My Mind Is Unreasonable

Feeling So Weak

I Become To Insecure

I Hate What I See

I Want This Life No More

Need To Believe That

Substance Isn't A Cure

I'm Feeling The Need

To Change This Life I Hold

I'm Looking To See But

Loife Is Too Unpredictable

Stuck In My Ways

I'm Trapped Inside This Hole



Its How I Feel What Is Real

What Is This?