Desperation crawls within me,
A pest refusing to leave
I realize my life was too short
As my chest starts to heave
It's over, time's up
Did nothing my whole life
Things left unsaid
Until I was at the end of the knife
If there's a God above
He might've known
That I would waste my time
So he took me to his home
Maybe I didn't belong
Maybe it was a mistake
Maybe it was wrong
Maybe it was fake
I wish I had used it,
All the time that I had
I wish I'd been more happy
Than wasting my time being sad
I wish I had spent time with family
The only people who cared
Rather than pushing them out from my life
And stealing whatever they'd shared
It may be karma,
I deserve it the most
But I want to make amends
Before turning into a ghost
I want to do so much
I want to be happy
But something holds me down
Focused on making my life crappy
My hands are free
But my wrists are shackled
My skin is calm
But my insides scream
The mask I wear
Burns my skin
My face starts feeling
Paper thin
I want it to end
To take the easy way out
But my shackled hands
Won't let me
