I don't know how to get away from myself
I do not know where to run when I need to be free
And I don't know how I will cope a week on my own
With no oppurtunities to become the real me
As I long to aspire to be somebody new
By placing barriers around the real person I am
You tell me it is easy not to be depressed
But to be honest, Escape, I don't know how I can
The small spark of life, buried deep within
Is escaping through every pore
As it flees who I am and what I am becoming
I begin to miss it even more
Pretence becoming an every day solution
And a chance to sit back inside my head
locked away are those feelings which are taking over
A certain longing for me to be dead
