Why am I not like the others*
Always content with little happiness.
Why do I destroy what I love,
Looking back at a field of corpses.
Happiness is draining away from me hands,
What was good yesterday is pain today,
When will my soul find peace,
The worm of doubt eats my heart.
When will I finally feel peace within myself ,
I've been in this place too long!
A part of me is torn,
Finally carry my soul away.
The mental anguish sits deep within me,
It eats me up from the inside!
I don't know what's good and bad anymore,
my suffering never ends.

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