• I can feel the sickness,
    As it's pulsing in my veins.
    You will never understand,
    So why should I explain?
    The world wants me gone,
    And my conscience says to go.
    You tell me I am worthless,
    That I've reached my all time low.

    I see the world in front of me,
    Its full of cruel uncertainty.
    I know that no one cares for me,
    So go away and let me bleed.

    Love is dead and rotted,
    And it won't be born again.
    And all it's done for me,
    Is cause intense internal pain.
    My heart is all but severed,
    My emotions, worthless pawns.
    But though, I know you hate me,
    I will never be gone....