Damaged and Meek
ALL THIS HURT HAS BUILT UP INSIDE OF ME IT HAS KILLED MY INNER SPIRIT IT HAS POURED OUT ALL THE EMOTIONS.
THE PEOPLE I THOUGHT I COULD COUNT ON I SAW THEY HAD DISAPPEARED THEY WERE NO WHERE TO BE FOUND.
I SAW MYSELF ALL ALONE AND HEARTBROKEN WHAT IS A WOMAN TO DO WHEN SHE IS PUT OUT THERE IN THE COLD.
A DAMAGED SOUL IS HURTING IT IS IN MIST OF THE CROSS FIRE IT IS IN THE MIST OF ALL CHAOS.
PEOPLE THROWING INSULTS AT ME THROWING ALL THEIR OPINIONS AND I AM VULNERABLE.
I AM NOT IN A HEALTHY STATE RIGHT NOW I AM LOSING ALL THE CONTROL WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME.
WHY AM I LETTING ALL THIS HAPPEN WHY AM I STILL PUTTING UP WITH YOU WHY AM I TAKING ALL THIS KNOWING THAT I DON'T HAVE TO BE IN THIS DEEP SADNESS.
THE TEARS ARE STEADY FLOWING THE HURT IS IN MY CHEST AND IT IS KILLING ME INSIDE.
A DAMAGED HEART AND A MEEK SOUL IS OUT IN THE COLD.
I JUST WANT TO SCREAM AND SHOUT WWITHOUT A DOUBT THIS IS MORE THAN I
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