The Love of Insanity

I'm not a normal person, I wish the world could see, That all the pain within my soul, Is building up in me. I'm not a happy person, every time I look around, there's blades and grass surrounding me, disguising my cold ground. I'm not a harmless person, always taking the same route, I'll gash my arms and slit your tongue, Cut all the lies right out. I'm not so optomistic, I stumble and i hurt, I scream His name Pray to the Lord, but nothing seems to work. I don't think it's worth trying, just get knkocked down again, My blackened heart is bruised and burnt, It's filled with Satans sin. I don't think i am healthy, Hidden with a smile, They say it will get better but its taking quite a while