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Screwed Up 2/2/13

Just sitting here
Nothings wrong
No, no
Just sitting here
Staring into empty space

Oh,
Why are there tears filling my eyes
Why do I feel so bad inside
I wish there was some simply reason

What's the point in telling you?
You won't be able to help
Cause there's no easy fix
For someone as screwed up
Screwed up as me

There's always something there
Attacking every thought
Lingering on the edge
Of every memory

When I look back
So hard to find
Somewhere it isn't present
This neverending disease

What's the point in telling you?
You won't be able to help
Cause there's no easy fix
For someone as screwed up
Screwed up as me

Sometimes I want to scratch at
The skin around my head
Yell at it to be normal
Sometimes
I want to scream so loud
That my ears start ringing
I want to break things
But instead I sit still
And let my eyes fill

What's the point in telling you?
You won't be able to help
Cause there's no easy fix
For someone as screwed up
Screwed up as me

I claim I'm strong
But I fail everyday
When I let the bad thoughts in

The End

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