I feel i should be resurrected
because my heart was unprotected...

Laying on my back i see
all the things that could have been...

Dazed and confused
beaten down and used...

Waiting for a sign that's yet to come
Which will show me what to do...

My heart has shatter a million ways
and in each piece a different maze...

It feels like nothing i say even matters
when everything around me seems to shatter...

I try to sever the feelings that dwell
Instead I lock them in a cell...

Too many times i've been the one branded second...
with eternity of thinking when to end my protest...

Each night as i try to fall asleep
the thought of you just seems to creep...

Far off thinking
of a different and better place...

The people i knew
who seemed as though they care...

The fight that continues
and never seems to end...