This Is

No names needed to cast my own blame
Ill sit and admit and wear this face of shame
No one to punish for the deeds I have done
It was my fault I lost and my fault you won
But dont take this the wrong way; it isnt about you
Its about me and the bullshit I go through
No names needed to paint tears on my face
Because I am a one man soldier in this one man race
This isnt for you nor for it them
Its about the pain flowing from this ballpoint pen
Written into emotions, the fault isnt yours
This is my pain, these are my wars
This is my release from the pain felt within
Of having realized that Im never going to win
This is about the heartache Ive been through
But dont get it twisted; its not about you
This is the hurt from inside of my heart
Welcome to my world; this is my art