A broken record of memories

Tangle me up in the rope of life,
bind me to the past,
for i am forever alone in my mind,
the damage everlasts,

My mind plays my song of time,
a broken record of memories,
which I can only claim to be mine,
because nobody sees what I see

Screaming with hate,
questions without answers, why does it have to be me?
passion dying,
endless crying,
born in this life to flee,

tripping over my lies,
crestfallen no way out,
masked and tainted are everyones eyes,
what's thought of me I have no doubt

Nothing so terrible could ever exist,
in their perfect little world,
but its time i showed them what they've missed
Time to let what's real unfurl,

Faded impressions will not faze me,
understanding is what i seek,
please don't judge so suddenly,
there's no need for labels like "freak"

Trudging through this world so fast
picking me apart with no mercy,
but what they don't see is i have a past.
and soon it will surely kill me,

I guess it's too late for this,
my truth keeps coming back,
the good old days are what i miss,
but happiness is what i lack....

**~**
venting..