Withering

In this bizarre life I try and do right But everytime.. I feel my emotions stab me with a sharp knife Telling me all i do is a waste of time Another game from my perspective Leaving me, on the inside; broke and penniless Until im drained of all my life And sometimes i wish to discard it Because its pointless to try My soul begins to bleed as my heart begins to cry Someone wake me from my endless nightmare And internally perilous night