This pain in my chest
Eating away at my soul
This cant be just a test
Falling into this black hole
Being destroyed by this depression
Waiting to feel numb
Weigh down by this confession
What am I to become
I feel their pressure
The clear look of hate
I need to find shelter
I need my mate
They make me feel so low
Lower then I’ll ever show
Monday, February 14, 2011