I can't stand all this waking nightmares,
Can't you see I'm already broken down?
My weary body is weak from all this worries and cares,
still i trudge on because it's all i can do now.

How many more times will you yell at me,
Curse me, throw me down and humiliate me,
despte all i try to do in order to please you,
you still won't give me the respect i crave from you.

Is this all that I'm to be given?
a life of dissatisfaction and uncontrollable pain,
never to be anything more than a dissapointment,
i struggle inside just to remain sane.

I know I can't keep it all locked inside,
I know this pain will soon break out and seek release,
already i can feel the turn of the dreadful tide,
my heart will break and my soul will be claimed by disease.