Don't you tell me how I feel

I do not want this

I'm losing ground 

You know how this world can beat you down 

I stay inside my bed
I have lived so many lives, all in my head
Don't tell me that you care
There really isn't anything now, is there?
You would know, wouldn't you?
You extend your hand to those who suffer
To those who know what it really feels like
To those who've had a taste
Like that means something
And oh so sick I am
And maybe I don't have a choice
And maybe that is all I have
And maybe this is a cry for help
I fear I'm the only one who thinks this way 
I'm always falling down the same hill 
I do not want this