What do they expect from me? Someone please come set me free. I'm sick of pretending, this isn't me And I am embarrassed to say only just now do I see, The true colors of my reality I've been covering my world up in a fantasy Been too afraid that they would leave These colors have only been shades of black and white But even faced with this reality I still dont get a fright Nothing phases me anymore, my real emotions have died Someone please tell me, will I survive? I'm sick of this cycle of constant back-and-forth I had been running around, but what exactly for? I have been lying to myself To make myself feel better All I've ever wanted to do is to talk But in reality nothing I ever did matters I am nothing I dont matter If I were something I really wouldn't feel so shattered I feel so alone, when the truth is they surround me And I am also getting sick of all of these these apologies I dont need your ¨Sorries¨ and pretending like you care Because you dont, were all only human And we people only care for ourselves People are sick People are cruel And people will not hesitate to begin judging you, Call me on edge Call me depressed That's what I am and truly, and nothing less I am paranoid, and afraid of being hurt Afraid of being judged, what will you say first? That I am being over dramatic?Or that it's not all my fault? Try telling that to a kid whose ego´s been mauled. I am nervous about sharing this song This is all too hard for me, And all of my demons keep pestering me Harassing me When will they ever leave me be? I feel as though I am losing myself Again But this time I will stay strong, I hope. I refuse to let my thoughts consume me like they once would. Homicide Thinking of homicide But no, running away is not my way to survive Not anymore at least As a young guy the thought would have given me peace But not anymore No, I now Have friends that are supportive of me, Who will help me cope with this world But who? Some may ask- Well quite a few I can say at last Yes, perhaps I am capable of being free You see, there is an ever-changing me. Not ever again will I let her torture me All my deepest fears: Darkest thoughts They break me down just because I can't figure out who exactly I am But that's okay now I have a family.
hmmm this needa a bg
