I can't believe I'm still here.
Every year it gets harder to justify staying,
every year it gets harder to leave.
Im at the edge of a scale that weighs success and suicide.
Ive been hanging on for a long time.
Theres no guarantees of happiness because the present is constantly being created.
I dont want the controls to reach the end, I just wish I could've never put my money in.
I can feel myself losing strength to move everyday, and to do the things I enjoy.
I don't know how much more I can go, whether it's long or short.