The needle breaks the skin.
You still won't let me in.
Now that your dead inside,
all you can do is run and hide.
You say you want a life of happiness,
but you go back to all of this crappiness.
You tell me I'm the only one who thinks you can make it
Now I'm starting to wonder if you just fake it.
You think it's over, but it's just begun.
Theres a world out there full of fun.
Burning eyes filled with tears,
Trapped in a room with nothing but fears.
I've tried and tried,
but now my hands are tied.
I have to say goodbye.
Hopefuly someday I can see you fly.
