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I was afraid that I can't make it.

I am tired of faking all of it.

I was so happy now and later I feel empty

I feel broken from the inside yet I try to make it

I am sad, Yes but I try to make sense out of nothing.

I wanna cry out loud but it seems that no one will hear me.

I wanna shout the pain to ease it but I can't do it.

I always have that something that keeps on,

Something that keeps on slowing me down.

God, I swear I wanna escape!

All I want to do is to escape away from the pain!

Please, I wanna end this pain and agony!

I can't understand anymore this feeling of nothingness.

I feel exhausted and I don't know how to soothe this.

They all said I was just afraid and tired.

They said it was all just in my mind.

Hey! I'm not crazy, I am empty!

I don't want this but I don't know how to stop!

The demon keeps on coming and he would say

"You can be happy so come with me"

All I can think of is to end this life of mine.

When I think about it, I feel hopeful.

Hopeful that I will be happy after

Hopeful that I can escape for a while

Hopeful that it will numb the being of me

And I am hopeful it will vanish my darkness

But it seems that I will always keep on coming back

Keeps on coming back into the darkness.

I am lost and I don't know where should I go.

I always wanted to go out there

I always want to cross over different path

But Why I can't? Why can't I just be happy?

Every time I thought of jumping off, I still have my cold feet.

I still have the thought if the people will be happy for me?

I still want them to be happy for me even if i'll be gone

I want them to understand that it's kinda hard for me

I want them to know how in pain I am now

And this is the only way for me to end it.

I'm afraid I can't make them proud.

I'm petrified that I'll bring them sorrow

And it causes my demon to trouble me again.

But I don't know what to do now!

Oh God I'm cold, troubled and panic stricken.

My sanity is at stake when I got this sickness.

Trust me, I'm trying to make all thing easier but it's not dong well.

I kinda want to poison myself so I can be at peace.

I just need someone to understand what I've been through.

Oh please don't push me too hard or I'll pull the trigger of this gun

I can end it here and I will be happy then (or Shall I be?)

My thought and my heart is empty.

I'm floating in the midst of nothingness

Oh, No, my head is flowing and floating and I feel nothing

I swear I wanna go back to what I am

But my demon keeps on holding me

I am at the cell and it won't let me escape

and the fill the hole within me is to take the poison

And everything will be okay.