Death Blooms

On this day I woke up Wishing I fucking didn't Hearing the same story on the news I can't help but notice things won't change anytime soon Tell me why I should get out and make a difference When everyone is being lied to It's easier to believe the lies I've forced myself to be someone I'm not For artificial happiness through technology What have I become? I'm so sick of worrying about what I get in return What have I become? I'm faced to stare at self-hatred Uncovering the darkest parts of my soul If we don't own these parts they will forever take control Change has to come from within the hollow depths of my body I wish I could stop They've taught me how to lie to myself All while burying me alive It feels like I have the way out and yet I'm still here... Selfish. Pathetic. Ungrateful. I'm not worth it