Corridors trap his mind
with creaky stairs, feeble...
Tonight, there are happy faces around me.
And yet, I feel alone...
Am I being punished for all the things Ive done...
when all I did was stay and fight...
I can't stand myself,
well, I make me sick...
Once upon a time there was this girl.
She dreamed of different worlds...
I sit here and reminisce
About the times when everything was simple...
He says he can leave me with
an outlet, a bureau I can imprison...
Catch me as I fall
Fall into this despair...
Tonight, I found myself in a rainstorm that was...
its chest roaring with wounds inflicted upon...
Something's amiss
I can't seem to find...
It didn't just appear out of nowhere,
It took years of triggers to come out...
I'm here sitting in my room
stairing at my knife...