I feel the walking has [bad word] another chore
I don't think I can go on walking anymore. 
Forgive me for those words,
I know they're but a cliche to you 
But life is tiring, my feet are feeling sore. 
I wish that I could have a bit of time
To heal the ache that's growing stronger all the time. 
But I know time stops for nobody,
        let alone me, and so I go,
                     inevitably...

Where never things are going rather happily
It turns out life is just playing a trick on me
It's slightly shameful to admit the [bad word] 
I end up in tears
And so returns the same old melancholy
I miss when life was just simplicity
And misery wasn't always chasing after me
It's pretty obvious now,
I should have left my regret 
But I held onyo it, so foolishly

Maybe I overreact a bit
It hasn't destroyed me yet, has it?
But everything I desire is always just too far to get 
Honestly, it's just me, brailessly, so silly
Always hoping for good to be 
If that's case then just hear my plea
Pick me up and drop me into unfaltering sleep
You say to look hard for a solution
But wouldn't that depend on the person?
So I could never, no I could never
Believe a word anyone says
I know that everyone has their hardships 
It's fairly clear to me that I'm not alone 
But how is it they can just leave them
I just don't know at all

Often I'm told I need to clean up my act
Although maturity is something I lack
And so when some simple little problems arise
I overthink them, over and over again
It seems that the worlds is just a
troublesome place, so
Sometimes I think that just end the pain
"-You're sick, aren't you dear?"
"-I'm sick of the tears"
What can't everything just end simply 

Everything I aspires to be 
Is nothing that will [bad word] of me 
If my expectations are too far-fetehed,
then just what I to do?
Give a sight, a reason not to die
Give me a chance to prove my worth
I cantantly search for a place to cry
Why won't these tears just stop pouring from my eyes
It's hard to constantly think of the same things 
It's just unnecessary to think too much 
You always told me stars would
guise me back home
Although they only show at night
You always showed me so much kindness
I don't deserve it, I have failed you too much
I think my tiny heart is going to split
Just leave it be, for now...

Step back from me...
Please leave me be...
This so-deceitful  road that I stumble on
is never going to end...
It's getting difficult to maneuver
And it's just worthless to try [bad word] away
So I'll just my hands over my ears
And block out all this noise 
How can I live not knowing what life is?
Sometimes my dreams seem to be more realistic
Obviously I can't be called happy
Than, what am I, after all...?