I feel like I was forced upon this path in life
by one of the worst crimes in the world.
I suffered so much in silence,
begging inside for somebody to see
behind the mask I wore.
My past defines who I am
because this here is what they done to me,
this is what I let them make me.
I felt like I had no one there
to guide me to another path,
no one could save me
because they didn't know the truth behind my mask.
Now I feel like I am only half alive,
and this life is only a pointless mission towards death,
and that burden is starting to weigh down on me.
A wasted life.
A life I cannot fulfill the way I should.
So save me please,
from this path I was forced upon.
