Sometimes I'm a loser yes I am br sometimes I'm ok. br Sometimes I don't really know... br what I am to say... br br Sometimes I'm afraid of life. br Sometimes that's okay. br When we're separate from this, br universal way... br br Sometimes Im mad br And some times angry to. br But mostly hurt. br br To the middle of this precipice, br sometimes I'm just a gust of wind.... br Letting him in my head again br Its not my choice as such br Letting him win... br br If I killed myself, br He wont find me br If I'm dead and gone, br He cant hurt me br br To this soul of mine, br Long and dead? br Will I know I am gone? br Will I roam on and on? br br As in life I could not fight. br It was way to much.