Fading away, I've learned the worst parts about me.
It's more than I could ever say.
Break me, break me until I'm nothing.
Or just until I feel a little something.
Still stuck in this shell, I need something else.
More than accepting this hell.
But there's no motivation.
No fucking understanding.
Just tell me, can you hear me?
Please try to understand me.
Asking for forgiveness is harder than it seems.
But yet I'm here, I'm begging you to see the real me.
This is the real me.
Such a sorry sight to see.
Forget everything about me.