Say something I’m giving up on me…

Say something I’m giving up on me…

I’m giving up on me,
I’m giving up on the battle which I never prepared for…
Why do people bring the war to me, while I’m just living my life?
Kicking me down while I’m UN-aware,
And kicking me harder while I’m down?
I cry out why?? Why are you kicking me?
Why are you in a war with me?
Why are you not resting to my happiness?

Say something I’m giving up on me…

Is that what you want to hear?
Why are you pushing so hard to my fall?
Why are you enjoying the soil that dirts you,
While you digging my grave?
That hole is pretty deep, you must really want me buried and covered,
In the hole you have in your heart that is killing me while,
I never signed up for this war.

Say something I’m giving up on me…

This war I never prepared for,
You messed up my mind,
All that’s roaming is questions rather than hope,
Why wasn't I told that my life is a war zone?
Why wasn't I told that I got a huge target on my back?
I don’t have the strength to fight,
I never trained for this war,
I've been dying slowing but little,
Did I know that my life is a war zone?

Say something I’m giving up on me…

What do I have to do?
Where does my faith lie?
Why am I in a war for just living my life?
I never knew I was committing a crime,
I was never trained for this war,
I know nothing off,
But all I know is that it’s killing me
And I’m clueless to my crime.
Living my life is it?

Say something I’m giving up on me…