Panic Attack

Why do you punish me wih everything i see and everything i am?
Why don’t you fill the hole and take away the pain?
Why do i wait so quietly, wait so patiently, still my breath to die?
Why wont this ever end?
And my guilty eyes have seen to much.
Relax as my nightmares come true and i start to cry.
All this fighting, all this heartache, never wondered why.
Dreams don’t come true and colors fade;
I’m always told «too bad».
Pick me up to push me down and wake up in a sweat.
Wait.
Much calmer now and it seems so clear.
Why invest so much in life?
Wait.
My reason’s thin, it happens again.;
I can’t fight this anymore.
Shot.
I’m ripped again, i’m gripped again, i know i’m at fault.
Blame.
Myself for everything i see.
All my life i’ve never been, and all i’ve wanted were the simple things.
I don’t need you anymore.
I never needed you anyway.