i truly never thought i'd be this down again   there's something so wrong about not being born with wings   my head throbs with every breath that i inhale   i just want someone to tell me i haven't failed   and no one knows just what it feels like to have your own blood   hate you, in ways that no one could even imagine   and if there was something to kill all this away   i'd take it all the time so that i wouldn't feel this way   and if my ego hurts just one more time i swear i'll cut it out,   i swear i'll shear away all my imperfections    and if this sorrow slips into my head   then what's left to do but cry away, everything that's   kept me from death's arms.