In the End….

Another song that aptly describes where am at now, by Linkin park.
Another tribute to Chester Bennington.
Another opportunity to wonder why...

One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so (far)
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end

You kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when...

I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter

Rest in Peace Chester

In the End….

Another song that aptly describes where am at now, by Linkin park.
Another tribute to Chester Bennington.
Another opportunity to wonder why...

One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so (far)
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end

You kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when...

I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter

Rest in Peace Chester

Numb



I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
And every second I waste is more than I can take!
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
I've become so numb
These words aptly describe me so far this year....but to hear Chester committed suicide? That's a new low.
Why do these people that help us through the deep, feel terrible enough to kill themselves? Why?
Too many people to count.
Its heartbreaking.
I'm getting over my numbness gradually......gradually....
I have too much to live for, to allow someone else's pressures send me to another hell.

Numb



I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
And every second I waste is more than I can take!
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
I've become so numb
These words aptly describe me so far this year....but to hear Chester committed suicide? That's a new low.
Why do these people that help us through the deep, feel terrible enough to kill themselves? Why?
Too many people to count.
Its heartbreaking.
I'm getting over my numbness gradually......gradually....
I have too much to live for, to allow someone else's pressures send me to another hell.

Numb



I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
And every second I waste is more than I can take!
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
I've become so numb
These words aptly describe me so far this year....but to hear Chester committed suicide? That's a new low.
Why do these people that help us through the deep, feel terrible enough to kill themselves? Why?
Too many people to count.
Its heartbreaking.
I'm getting over my numbness gradually......gradually....
I have too much to live for, to allow someone else's pressures send me to another hell.