Thought 17-Day to Day

I wonder what's the point of my existence,

Banished to lonely roads dont make no sense

Roads crossing like the scars that line my wrist,

Keep crossing yet I'm detached I'm so pissed

Nothing seems to go the way it's plan,

No one saves me from my agony they ran

They're afraid of what they cant understand,

Voices screaming in my head I cant stand

The truth may scream out to you,

But in a sea of voices it can't ring true

I'm scared to fade away,

Lost to this endless decay

My mind fades to nothing,

In the end I'm left untrusting

My mind fails me,

Blade guns and pills can free

But in the end I become,

Who I am and what I came from

Nothing you see,

What I'm afraid to be