Sleep کے بول

If I'd had know that from the minute I was born That the price of my existence Would be the weight of expectation Then I wouldn't fucking be here How can I focus on the life I'm "supposed to lead" When everyday I struggle with existing? I've dug a hole so deep in my mind that I can no longer see The light of the sun, and I can no longer hear the voices Of people I love And I've been breaking my hands Trying to carry the burden That I've placed on myself I'm so afraid of the end I've lead myself to believe I may never be happy again I think the hardest part of all Is trying to justify self-deprecation when I am Constantly surrounded by sources Of love and affection I know that I'm not on my own But I can't shake the feeling That I'm in this alone There's no one that I feel safe with All I've wanted for so long Is to succumb to a sleep That I am not afraid of Give me the strength to love myself As I am told that I am loved May I believe, despite my doubt That someday I'll be good enough Hindsight is a miserable thing When you don't know where you're going And you don't care where you've been