Suicidal Madness

I can't I tried I failed, I seeked I found I lost, I saw I said and sang But still I cried my lungs, The grave I made I dug My soul I lost it dropped Lame is I am done, For I is rough and cut One step is pain and plain My thoughts are more and mute They build they shout and crash Is me my all is gone, My sin is death my own Is shame I brought my whole For I is fine I fought I lost I bled and smiled To you my joy was fake My all was wrong and squeezed My death okay my fault.