No Air To Breath.

You are so perfect.
And I'm just so way out.
Of this game this life is in.

Is it real?
Cause I can't feel.
No more cry, I can't even breath.

So broken inside.
So damaged outside.
Devastated.
It's hurting all the time.

Do I have to keep on?
Or give up?
There's no light.
I should leave.

So what's the point?
Am I still free?
Or forgot to fight?
I stop to breath...