Blind to What is Right

I'm not content with giving into this world's misleading

No place to put myself to rest, or find hope in something new

Because at the end of the day, I always end up feeling the same way

I've grown up a mile from where my lifeless body will end up being, from where my soulless body will decay

And I've noticed I can't keep my hands from shaking, I've noticed I can't keep my mind from racing

And all I want to find is a better way to put my mind at ease

Instead I scream myself to sleep in hopes that someone will hear me

I'm still screaming

Can you hear me?

And I know that one is already to many to keep around me

I'm always haunted by the thought of letting down everybody

I've made the mistake of telling what keeps me up at night

Sometimes I dream of dying, and when I die, there won't be anything

You heard my screams but continued to believe their lies

You just stood staring back at me, with those hopeless eyes

Your empty words mean nothing to me, stop trying to tell me why

I want to find some meaning in life

I want to know everything is alright, but these sleepless nights bring my anxious fight