i can read people like an open book,
but cant see what i've become,
never stopping to have a look,
at what i have run away from.

reluctance and greediness,
glutteny and pride,
fear anger and stress,
my emotions have all but died.

nothing good can come from me,
public enemy number one,
im a nuisance to society,
yet nothing has been done.

im here when i should not,
i breathe air i dont deserve,
i should be left to rot,
my own pergatory to serve.

forever remembering my deeds,
which caused so much sorrow,
my broken heart which bleeds,
yesturday today and tomorrow.

crying out in a violent rage,
my emotions no longer in control,
i've broken thru my cage,
and ripped apart my soul.

my lingering anger driving me,
to do unthinkable acts,
a monster on a killing spree,
leaving tears in my tracks.

i hate what i am,
i hate what i've become,
i act like i dont give a damn,
but my heart cant take what may come.

and if you go,
i wanna go with you,
and if you die,
I wanna die with you,
so take your hand and walk away.