Silence, despair, and a little guilt,
That's all these eyes can see.
Take a look at this life I've built,
And how it crumbles around me.
I once was good, honest, and clean.
But look how I've changed, all for the worse.
These words that I write, what do they mean?
God, if you're there, negate this curse.
This curse of torment, pain, and even more misery,
Will it ever end? Too much hate, too much sorrow.
In the end, to you all I am is ancient history.
But who cares? For me, there is no tomorrow.
That's all these eyes can see.
Take a look at this life I've built,
And how it crumbles around me.
I once was good, honest, and clean.
But look how I've changed, all for the worse.
These words that I write, what do they mean?
God, if you're there, negate this curse.
This curse of torment, pain, and even more misery,
Will it ever end? Too much hate, too much sorrow.
In the end, to you all I am is ancient history.
But who cares? For me, there is no tomorrow.
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