A Part Of Me.

sometimes i wanna just say fuck it all. 
climb right to the top and take that fall.
the problem is i never get that high. 
through the stifling sadness i wipe a tear from my eye.
as far as i get, i always get knocked back. 
and somewhere along the way i begin to lose track.
i got this welled up ball thats a part of me now.
and i want it to go but i cant find out how.
this bundle of shit i fear ill never be free from.
this new part to hate that i cant overcome. 
and its making me ache and its making me suffer. 
and im the first to admit that ive finally discovered.
its a part of me now and ill never be free-
ill fight it for now so it cannot consume me.
its a constant weight and its getting too heavy.
and i just want to live but i know it wont let me.
ill try to keep moving, as best as i can. 
cause what else can i do?
thats my only plan.