How could i let myself be erased?
look at me and i am at a totally different place.
how can i sleep in my bed everynight?
when i know i havent put up a fight!
I dont pray so i wont write it!
i refuse to fake, so y dont i fight it?!
home is not a happy place.
just a pale paste, and a bad taste.
i write, i try to let it all out! my words are like a voice where iam allowed to shout!
when you look at me..y cant you see?
i live in a cage of skin, a place i wish not to be!
i hate what i am about.
i wish to carve my skin off and rip my hair out..
so that all can see.. this right here.. this is the real me!
i lie, i am a story teller of endless bullshit.
i self endulg, i am not worthy of any curse or spit.
my pain is worse then of the past.
no need to fear, i no where iam condemd; a dark place to be cast.
