You try to keep me from the edge,
I fight the chains that hold me back;
A never-ending war,
And all that's left to do is laugh.

This life has had enough of me,
Though I cannot seem to escape;
You want what's best for me,
I want to throw it all away.

I hate what I have now become
So much, it tears my head in half;
I did this to myself,
And I cannot face the aftermath.

You all mean something, whether great
Or small, despite your greatest fear;
Upon this wretched Earth,
We live; but I mean nothing here.