Well here we are on this road,
The same old broken road,
The one with so many memories,
The one that's on the way to that cell,
I have been wearing that mask again,
The same one that makes me act strong,
The same one I say "I'm okay" with,
But I haven't been okay,
I swear my mind has been a minefield,
Waiting for me to take the wrong step,
Just so it can make me explode,
But I just want you in my arms,
You knew how to diffuse all these mines,
You knew how to fight away my demons,
But sadly the demons are back,
Where I have felt like they are taking control,
They have led me straight to the broken road,
Leading me back into my cell,
So I just want to say,
I....
Miss..
You
