Is it destruction, that drives me mad?
Should the whole world go bad?
Are we all hopeless, tried and true
Because nobody seems see that I'm right here for you.
I'll always stay strong.
But maybe I'm wrong
What if you don't need me
What if this is all I'll ever really be?
Always strive to become more, always trying to reach for what I cannot have. Always pushing myself to the limit. Breaking myself but not caring because it'll heal... someday. Maybe not today but I have to push it to the brink, or I feel unworthy. And I want to be worth, it all when people make sacrifices for me, I don't want it to be for nothing.
