Pain

An existential look at one's self.

Pain

So what am i gonna do with
the pain,
And what do i do with the
screams,
When all that i see around
me is black,
And i'm comin' apart at the
seams,
I'm sick and i'm tired and
angry as hell,
At the games i continue to
play,
That lead me to ruin and
make me feel sick,
Yet i can't get them outta my
way,
Day in and day out the same
damn mistakes,
And feelings of being
alone,
It's your fault or my fault cause
someone's to blame,
For these heartaches that
gnaw at my bones,
So i do what i do day after
day,
And i pray that somebody
will see,
That i'm scared and i'm sick
and i'm lonely as hell,
Cause it's a pain in the ass
to be me.