Set me free,leave me be,i chose my path,this is me.except me for who i am,not the person I'm not,maybe this knife,that takes my life,is the only thing I've got.
you can take away my things,it will eat me up inside,i won't be seeking revenge,but I'll show the pain through my eyes.Every time you look at me,and waiting for a grin,at night I'll sit there waiting,and letting the pain begin,I'll make my way to the bathroom,and using the rusty blade,remembering the times you hurt me,I've always been betrayed.
You live in a world of fantasy,and chasing after dreams,and when reality hits you ,things aren't what they seem.Nobody can be perfect,you are who you are,no matter if you're depressed,or if you have a scar.One day i will be free,free from the pain i feel,but right now,i can't see how,that reality will be real.
