They say things will get better with time

I’ve been waiting a while and nothing seems to change

Life is passing me by and I can’t get off

Everyone is smiling and laughing seemingly mocking me

The pain is real and even whiskey won’t numb it

Seasons change and it just gets worse

I want to lock myself in a room and scream

Some might call me crazy but I’m the same as everyone else

Just another face in the crowd that is soon forgotten

I was always quick to lend a hand

But when I fell no one tried to help me up

The fact of the matter is you can only rely on yourself

Yet you have no desire to try anymore

What’s the point, we all turn to dust in the end

Is eternal silence better than constant pain

No pain no gain

No love no life?

You choose