Just words on a page

I wish I had answers
I wish I had the cure
I'm weak in my stances
I'm not innocent or pure
I crave the black sky
I lust for the night
I cut myself to see
The reality in front of me
But I'm trapped inside
I'm stuck in lies
Every road I take
Becomes another mistake
I don't know why I try
I just want to get by
My work, home and family
Those are most important to me
I hold my dreams very close
All the choices I never chose
One day I'll set them free
And perhaps I may also be