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I'm a prisoner of my thoughts, and I can't get away
There's nothing here that can make me stay

I'm literally sick from this pain inside,
This pain in my mind,this pain I hide

I broke down and told you all I didn't want you to know,
Told you everything inside, what the outside doesn't show.

I've got this issue with myself, and you're looking at me crazy...
Don't you recognize me mother? After all, you made me.

I struggle everyday and you can see I'm slowly dying
But you never asked ONCE...so why the hell are you crying!?

You push me to do better, reach for the good things in life,
I'm tired of trying, just hand me that knife

I don't know where I'm going, or even what I'm doing
I hate this facade,who am I fooling???

I've hurt to many and let even more down,
I've lost that something in me, never to be found.