Waking Up

I’ve been under for so long
I don’t know myself anymore
All I feel is dead and gone
After all, what am I living for?
The truth doesn’t seem to exist
And my battle is hard to resist
Fighting for something I believe
Makes it that much more difficult
I know I’m a perfect tragedy
But knowing I’m in line to fault,
Where and when will I make my stand?
It feels like I’m the only one
Although there are many like me
Who struggle day and night to break free
The only reason we need to fear
Is not fear itself, but waking up