Forced to the ground,
to die without a sound...

Why haven't I been able to write?
Are my emotions just so pure and understandable...

I'm not scared to cry,
I'm scared to show my weaknesses...

Ever felt like,
your head is over crowded...

Rays of bright sunshine,
breaking through the clouds...

Laying on the floor,
staring at the roof...

Breathing my fears,
drinking my tears...

All to be heard,
is the creak of the bed...

And she smiles,
maybe it's a mistake...

I hate this world and it hates me,
I don't know what I need to be...

Rising up,
from blackened oceans...

Trying to hold back,
on the taste of my tears...