We tend to want good things for ourselves
But end up not having those thing’s
That’s where the evil starts
Thinking that everyone is better
What about me ?

That’s the first question that comes in mind
We tend to lose ourselves
Forgetting the journey we wanted
Trying to survive in this cruel world.

Everyone for themselves, they say
But we always go back to get help
Forgetting how they hurt or uses us.
Nothing is worth it anymore
Then you wonder why people kill themselves.

Their scars are too much
The world is ending!!!
But no-one really does care
Don’t you have anything better to do ?
No, I’m just here trying to heal the world.

But it’s funny how I’m the broken one
And I’m meant to heal our nation,
How is that possible?
I can’t even heal myself

They say we are strong
We always cry out for help
Fake smiles everywhere
Trying to hide my hurt
But I’m bleeding on the inside.

She’s always here asking me for guidance
As I cry trying to calm down
But she needs me, as I talk to myself.
I also need someone to talk to !!