Telling me I'm worthless
And that no-one does care...

All those nights of anguish
Going back into the mists of time...

Feeling nothing
Not knowing what is real...

Today is the day I've decided
To turn my world around...

Needing to escape this place,
But deeply fearing the end...

Flashing past like a runaway train
Won't slow nor stop...

Between happy and sad
There's a very fine line...

Flickering light
Fading life...

Scraping at walls
Scouring at floors...

By acting as others think you should
And following social rules...

When I write about feelings and past
People seem to think it's a lie...

Born into the world
Knowing not of it's cruelties...