I cannot free myself from this hell ive created
its amazing how often you find yourself hated
if i started bleeding right from the start
my most prized influence is the drug of your art
you have no idea how hard it is to keep having to write
you never show me you love me if all we do is fight
its hard for me to keep having to breathe just for you
its all too much for this body to keep doing what you tell me too
i want to be perfect so you will look at me
when all i wanted was to just make you see
i stretched myself just to see what you would say
its hard to see a rainbow when the worlds in black and grey
