Sometimes I wish, that I
Could be all things they wanted me to be...

Everything bare to the bone,
Flesh ripped of all meaning...

Eagle soaring before my eyes,
Flying into the unknown under the night sky...

Voice within, saying nothing's right,
That I need to end things, now...

Power of words, the rocked my mind,
Comments of forgiveness and loyalty shine...

Suddenly stopping,
Everything, coming to a halt...

Hanging on the broken thread,
Busted, pretending I wasn't here...

Whisper in the nights thunder,
Scaring me, I'm awake now...

Won't fall down from the podium,
Happiness and love that we share...

Scrubbing away any evidence that I was here,
That I felt that low to do that thing...

Sucking on to my skin,
A leach that won’t leave me alone...

Scratches on my face, blood falling,
From the scars that have been broken...