Tested Sanity

My sanity is constantly being tested along with my faith...
Sometimes I just wanna kill myself rather than just wait
for death to come to me
like a prostitute standin at a corner at a quarter to three
why can't i just be free?
away from the pain and misery that dwells inside me
I'm sure there's people that have it worst than I do
but how can i help others if i can't fix the problems I go through?
This can probably relate to you too
Shit happenin' all the time
and people tellin you not to bitch and whine
tellin' you to keep your head up and that it'll all be fine
Well, that's all nice and said
But no one has seen the tears that's been shed
Or the shit that goes on inside of my head
i've been nothing but restless lately
and everyday it seems to be multiplying by the powers of three
whether i walked away or ran from it
problems seemed to be everywhere no matter where I went
I just need some time to vent...