Inside

Tired of the games you play
tired of the things you say
always waiting for your call
hoping you'll catch me when i fall
knowing that you love me not
that is something i forgot
wanting you to believe in me
never knowing what you see
tired of the lies i know
tired of causing hate to grow
needing everything to stop
before the lies spill over the top
voices in my head
wishing i were dead
because it would end my pain
and I'd forget that i was sane