Loosing it at the seams,
I'm falling down in my dreams.
Locking myself from the inside out to make sure no one will ever tear out my heart.
Torn between two lives living out a suitcase!
I always feel confused and I always seem to be the one to loose.
When I was younger I was where I wanted to be now look at me I guess I'm anything but ordinary.
For most of my life I have been told to shut up and do as I was told.
They saw me play along they watch me fake smile and always I was forever biting my tongue so no one else could see through me and see the pain my dad was causing me.
Then I saw him and he saw through everything and saw what I really was.
He helped me through a lot. Soon I began to forget the pain I once got and I was able to be me.
But now he's gone, and I'm back to being the old me. The ugly, scared, lonely, fat ten year old my father always used to tell me I would always be on the inside and an ill and depressed, skinny, pale 14 year old on the outside. Torn between memories and what used to be... loosing the real me.
