A failed attempt, no hope for redemption
my head in hands, as i’m locked up inside this prison
the cold whispers, turned to tortured screams
and the voices, still have control of me
only i, can justify my violent actions
only i, can cope with the fatal intentions
i should hate them, the whole cruel outside world
never understanding, what’s been done to me

no remorse, for what i have done
a way out, a way out, from this life
a life of ridicule, and tolerance to the hate that fuels
the lies and greed that killed my pride and dreams
and no one can take what’s mine from me away
the scars that remain, will last forever

a thin line, that separates me from the world
the hard times, that led me to end this struggle
an overload, my patience has emptied
all the misery, snapped inside of me
a hollow, vision of the future
a collection of, all that has been said to me
a cry for help, my only way out
it’s my time, to face reality

no remorse, for what i have done
a way out, a way out, from this life
a life of ridicule, and tolerance to the hate that fuels
the lies and greed that killed my pride and dreams
and no one can take what’s mine from me away
the scars that remain, will last forever

why can’t i finish the deed?
for fear i’d fail again?
it’s my life, my decisions
i can’t believe
why just can’t someone listen?
to my thoughts of no reason
my fate will come into sight
and then everyone will see,
all, of, the, scars, that remain