I try so hard
To be myself
But for some reason
I am just a mess.

I even pretend
That everything is fine
I tell myself
That things will be ok.

I take a deep breath
As piece by piece
My little shattered world
Breaks apart even more.

The room spins around
And I slowly fall down
And land on a collection
Of broken nails and glass.

Flash backs from my past...

I always knew
I'd be haunted
Karma has a funny way
Of kicking you in the ass.

It's been said
That what comes around
Goes around...
And round and round it goes.

Where it will stop
Only fate will tell.
Will I be in heaven?
I'm already living in hell.

Welcome to the truth
I will not lie anymore
I have no courage,
No more strength,
To walk through that door.
Once again,
Just so the blame,
Can be slammed against the wall...
I refuse to take another fall.

My shattered spirit will not take,
Another pointless heartache.
I need to take a break,
And to be, set free, once again.
But I can be your friend.