I stop, cuz I drop; I lost my self again  
Pushed myself past the top
Tired I am, lost in this haze, almost being chased
Chased by my mind, a race I can not quit
To quit I'd fall to the ground
The invincible motivator would then punish me
It would make me sick, it would punish me till I learned
Why is it like this
Why can't I be alone in here?  
Who let it in?
I can't stop.  
I can't be sick.  
This is Hell.
Is it like this for all?