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Soul.
I tell myself its not there anymore.
I go weeks pretending I'm ok.
Everythings fine.
Sometimes months, even a year goes by.
Then I'm in the middle of an arcade,
A beach, I'm on a train 2am..
and I'm punching, kicking
or trowing someone on the floor.
Or up against the wall.
And I'm never fighting for myself...
I'm feeling my arms hurt.
The joints ache.
It never helps me.
Others looking on,
to frightened to help.
Me, to stupid to ignore whats happening.
Never get a thank you.
This has got to stop.
Your lost.
Theres no reason to fight anymore.
I'm never going to change anything.
Why can't I just let this go.
