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dont know where I am heading

I don't know if there is anything for me to gain

I can't see down the path I am taking

It all just feels so crazy, so insane



I take a glance in the mirror,

I don't like what I see

That horrible image staring back at me

Such a disgrace, how did I get this way



I know it is something that will never be fixed

Everytime I try to fix things, I become more broken

I just end up feeling worse,

Could I be cursed?



How can someone else love me

When I dont even like myself

Will I ever be able to take my heart off of the shelf

I'll never surrender,

I know that I may hurt forever



My paper heart will forever be ruined

I cut it in two with my own pair of scissors

Wondering if I will ever stop the pain I am causing myself

I'm addicted to the pain, addicted to my own pain...



So tell me now, am I cursed?

Is there need to go on?

Am I broken, am I too far gone?

Am I cursed?