Lletres: The Scarred. Repression. Troubled Times.

Sometimes I wanna give up And I feel like giving in
And Now I've had enough, my patience wearing thin
I have no self esteem,
No Image for my pride
And now I guess it seems that I have nowhere to hide

Now it looks like cloudy skies
Now it feels like Troubled Times
Sun goes up and down and I'm still here
Trapped inside my own worst fears

We push it all deep down, And it all comes up again
Sometimes I wish I'd drown and let this suffer end
Sometimes I see the light
Sometimes I don't know how to keep up with my life
And make it out somehow