Broken
there is no point to live this life
i will never find the light
unless it glints off my knife
there's no way i can win this fight
in this life i cannot win
there's nothing to be done
this is the lowest i have been
i cannot be the only one
who else has felt this pain
who else has been this broken
every cure has been in vain
from this nightmare can i be woken
to the world i am closed
and that will not change
everything i say, opposed
they all think im deranged
is it true? i cannot tell
i just know that im in pain
stuck in this living hell
where is my soothing rain
through this all i've become hard
my heart is stone my skin is oaken
but my soul and mind are forever scarred
so i shall forevermore be broken
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