How long have I dwelt here...how many times have I...
It seems like every time I build myself back up,
you manage to knock me down...
How can a womb full of life
Bring forth such blackness...
I felt empty today..
More than most days...
I don't know how
I don't know why...
I would love some xanax
Or some alcohol...
You don't know where I belong.
That's fine...
She's yelled at again
So she tries to defend...
Sometimes when life is writing you a page
The best thing to do with it is let it go...
I wander through this maze
Alone and bitter at the world...
I am like you, my bird of grief,
with no country, just my belief...
You know it's all your fault
You keep me locked up in a small vault...