I feel like my life has been
taken away from me and there's
not a damn thing I can do about
it! Maybe if I had some control
I'd be able to deal with this shit.
But I even lost control over myself
and became the one thing I despise..
a weak person full of doubts and
fears that builds her reality on
lies.
I'm tired of complaining and crying,
still it feels like I'm unable to
stop. I'm fighting the unfightable
while my pity keeps building up.
I need to get out of this circle
and restore some of my old faith -
before I lose myself, everything
and everyone I love, before it's
too late.