I feel so battered and bruised
Tattered and torn, tired and worn
Like everything is pointless
And there is no meaning
Hoping that all I have isn't
All that I deserve
Not knowing how long I can go on
Just existing in a sort of limbo
Not really living but yet not dead
Does my life hold any worth
Or am I fooling myself
Should I keep struggling on
Or call an end to the game
This is the story of my life
Do not know how it will end
But that is a chapter yet to be written
