aM i wOrTh aLL tHe bLaMe?

Whenever they ask, I always tell them I’m alright
Though they know I’m just keeping it out of their sight
I can feel everything crumble inside
Proving the fact that I’m far beyond from fine

I want the beating to stop
Dive into myself and make all these bones crack
They say it’s as big as one’s fist
Looks like I just have to settle on cutting my wrist

I’m tired of taking all the blame
Controlling myself as I swallow the pain
There are still two drags left for me to take
Better get it over with for all time’s sake

Two drags… That’s all that’s left
I have to keep these emotions at rest
All the insecurities which haunt me at night
Making me question my existence as I slowly close my eyes