K.O

Look me in the mirror
Chest rise and fall
Breathing rhythmic
Slow motion, emotionless
Depressed and repressed
With a hint of deception
She has an entire future ahead
But no aspirations
No dreams and no final destinations
Frustration numbs her brain
As she's battling with the thought
That she was meant to be something great
But maybe her something great
Is just something fake
She has so much fire and passion
But going fast no place
But she statically vibrates in space
Molecules continue to resonate
She's stuck in quick sand
Watching self sink
Feeling her soul drift away
Whats the point of it all
We only rise
For an inevitable fall
But what do you do
When you've hit rock bottom
And don't even have the strength to look up
Is there an option to just give up
Foolish pride keeps her fighting
But she has no idea for what
Blood sweat and tears
To prove something
That she doesn't even believe is true
Whats the point of fighting for morrow
When morrow brings nothing but sorrow
Last resort is to take a razor blade
And slice through life
Because living just ain't worth living
When you're no longer willing to fight the good fight