Show me a day when nothing goes wrong

Tell me you'll listen to my heavy metal songs

Help me out of this mess, emotions
are flooded and i am unhappy at best

These small things leave me bruised and useless

Read my stories to your friends,
let the world come to an end

And teach me how to manipulate again
I'm left on the shores bruised, weak what's the use of me now?

Tell me lies you've read from my poems

Sell the words of a broken soul and pretend this is a game

Yet here i am bruised helpless what good am i now?