Manticore

Fuck

I don't fucking know what's up with my life
Cause it hurts so deep and it cuts like a knife
I'm constantly anxious, fearful and scared
And I only hope my mind will be spared

Cause life is an endless twist of my fate
And it's playing tricks, fuck, I took the bait
Or is it some god who's laughing his ass off
Cause at 3AM I'm crying myself off
to sleep.

And if it's the latter, then I am so pissed
If he hates me so much, then just turn me to mist
The spiralling darkness engulfs me so deep
And I don't remember how to fall asleep!

The only thing keeping me sane is my friends
And yet again Fear says "what if it ends?
What if they're fed up with your utter trash,
And then your own hope will force you to crash?"

I don't fucking know what to do if that's true
But I can still hope there's something I can do
To show them I love them, to show them they're great,
And then I can hope that it won't be too late.

So if you can read this, I'm crying for help
I just might be drowning and trying to yelp
And I don't need much, not at all, you see?
Just please remain close, don't forget about me.