currents of the tides

hiding inside
of the shell i loose my pride
i will wash away with the tide
and know that i never tried
all those days laying in bed while i cried
i felt as if i had already died

i hate everything in society
this place in the world is not the time for me
i hate the way the world has to be
What ever happened to "time for tea"?
i stair into the silence of the sea
and feel the plague of this disease

life is nothing
i never found a meaning
i felt love but it was always deceiving
it left me bruised and bleeding
the hardest thing to do is keep breathing
this world i feel like leaving