The Song You Never Sing

Im a living disgrace a Personification of self hate a walking representation of "what a waste" my personal pain and anquish rises up and radiates it cuts me down and chops me in to peices Till theres nothing left of me at all Im losing this battle between my mind ,me and the rest of reality and all the while everyone has helped me fall they have helped to fall further into the point of no return and im discinegrating and its pathedic cause no one will care when there truely is nothing left of me just wait and see ill die without a name a star that never shined it burned out before it reached anyones eyes Ill be the song you never sing* the rythm you never will hear I will always be a burnt out star with no name because I never even Existed