Self-inflicted

I can pity myself at times But don't we all? Even then, we still have to persevere Breaking the mold of what we are supposed to become Right? Wake up Every time, over and over again An endless cycle it seems And yet the wind still carries me forward An empty harvest with wasted labors Is leaving much to be deserved I've convinced myself that it helps A mere shell to keep me alive What's the problem with an honest lie? Its only nature to protect oneself Tear my flesh from bone Reveal the cursed blood Veins like tributaries Congealing a pool at the core An endless thirst to quell the mind Anxiousness satisfied with poison An old self filled with disappointment A distant memory of what life was like Temporary satisfaction is the only thing I crave Put my mind at ease Put me in my place I can't feel anymore Falling out, falling in Reach out, not again What is that you've given me? Or have I done it to myself? I'll still lie to myself The only reason I do is because It's the only thing that helps Shit Not another f*ck An endless cycle runs A history of generations lost It's time to end Spit it out, spit it out It's time to end Spit it out, spit it out It's time to end Destroy all doubt