when you are not fed love on a silver spoon you learn to lick it off knives

And i ask myself if i'll make it out, or maybe i'm just wasting my time.
Right here, right now, blood leak, blood flow, lights low, lights out...

The right thing for me to do would be to move on... yet i hold on to that feeling..... one so pure and so true, that one can never truly let go.

Time... is a fickle thing, it doesnt heal the past but teaches us how to live with it, but what should you do if you cannot live with who you are. What if the entire epicenter of your problems is in fact you.... How can i live with the fact that wherever i go misery follows, all i wanna do is help and support others, be that shoulder you cry on. Yet..... all i do is hurt others by wearing my heart on my sleeve.

I had a job and i failed to kill the old me....
Don't need your pity i've got a 1000 ghosts. Hit me up when you need me and leave me hurt when you don't... i'm sorry im this way.......