I look back on the years where I felt alright,
The days where I lived with a smile on my face.
I'd loved myself and everything in sight,
Never once thought I'd end up this way.
I've turned into a girl who just wants to get out,
I'm losing control of my thoughts.
Everyone thinks I chose a different route,
One that will lead e forward to my dreams.
They don't know I'm dying inside,
Slowly killing myself through torturous acts.
It seems even from myself I hide,
Lost in my thoughts and broken dreams.
It is no longer my decision what I do,
It is not from a convict I need to be saved.
Taken over my something I never knew,
I need to be saved from myself.
