Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
And every second I waste is more than I can take!
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
I've become so numb
These words aptly describe me so far this year....but to hear Chester committed suicide? That's a new low.
Why do these people that help us through the deep, feel terrible enough to kill themselves? Why?
Too many people to count.
I'm getting over my numbness gradually......gradually....
I have too much to live for, to allow someone else's pressures send me to another hell.