When you look at a portrait of me
what do you see...

Shadow's of my failures give chase
This is a cruel race...

This is what I've found
I can't stand you being around...

From the darkness inside my mind
I see a light shine...

I accepted long ago
that I have reaped what I have sown...

I no longer have any thing left to lose
no more choices left to choose...

I'm one of the lost ones
Who just can't understand fun...

I no longer know what to do
I can't stand looking at you...

We live in a time gone mad
Where it's normal to be sad...

I hate who I am
A worthless man...

We all have our dark room
Where our shadows loom...

We all have decisions to make
that may break...