Ive always been real good at making bad decisons
im even gettin deeper at diggin the hole i live in
pushing away the poeple that want me to stay close
being angry all the time cuz its myself i hate the most
trying to figure out the reason i behave in ways
that only alienate the ones i want to stay
feeling like im nuts becoming a hopeless metal case
waiting to be taken to that special people place
i know i speak about myself in a pittiful negative tone
cuz deep down rooted in my soul is my spirit sad and alone
so unsure of who i am and where i firmly stand
i often trip and stumble making sense of this foreing land
what i want is to be free from whats been hindering me
always getting lost on my way back to reality
so i stay stuck looking for a love that dont exist
temptation and distorted desires keeps me in its grip.
how to break free and just wake up and feel normal again
god must hate me and curse me down for loosing faith in him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem