Self Destruction
No matter how hard I try
My tears won't dry
Try,try...try until you die
I motivate myself
Even when I act good
The response is always rude
I have done what I should
Acted good,good...good
I was dumb now I talk
With friends I walk
In neighbours doors I knock
Was mute just let me talk
I had hatred in my heart
Others feelings I hurt
Bit silently like a rat
Not anymore love is in my heart
Now that I am acting good
They come to me while nude
Torturing my innocent mind
I better be me than to change and impress yet my heart I depress
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