Heavy Weight

What's the point to the air I breathe?  
How the fuck did I change anything?  
 Tell me, what was the worth of my birth anyway?  
 Because I don't see the significance to the steps I take.
I'm still left on the edge to break.  
 One step and I take everything.  
These days I tend to feel the heavy weight that I can't shake, the black void I can't escape.
The  remorse runs through my head. Bitter words still left on my tongue.    
Now I'm left alone to suffocate in my bed.  
 I feel the pressure of existence crush down upon my soul.  
 So go the length and measure my goals, they never amount to anything.  
Lift a sleeve I'll show you the toll they take.  
 Tell me what I bring, I bet won't change a damn thing.  
 Leave me all alone I'll show you I can't make it in my own.  
 Throw the towel in, walk away from me once again.  
So damn tired of everyone making it so obvious I don't mean shit.  
Another snap, another break, another hit right to the chest.  
Marked like another failed test.  
Lacking the compassion they show towards the rest.  
Turn around with one final glance just to push me away, its always the same.  
Rip me open, take my heart just another token.  
I'm nothing more than another toy broken.