and i guess after all this while, it just wasn't meant to be.

everyday is nothing but stress to me i'm constantly dwelling on how you got the best of me.
wanna know something i can't believe? the way you keep testing me and mentally molesting me, do you think any less of me if said that i'd be there?
would you think any less of if i said i really cared?
of course you would, cause you only want what you can't have, as for me i'm stucked with my dick in hand!

maybe there's more to life than it seems i'm constantly running from reality chasing dreams.
wanna know something i can't believe? just how much misery comes with humility, do you think any less of me now that i'm gone? look at me now, everything is gone.
i can't seem to do anything right but i'vr figured out why you don't let me inside.

because you don't feel nothing at all.