I once was the king of my throne,
But what really do I own...
Confused by the own mind
on things, it's hard to decide...
I wish I was somebody else,
I can't remember why...
You're worth so much
It'll never be enough...
Flipping through my geometry book
A small papercut pricked my finger...
You got a narcistic nature.
Yeah, but from this side of the mirror its never...
See me smile through the day
while deep inside my feelings stray...
Searching through memories
making them into stories...
This broken life
has too much junk...
All day, hiding behind these four walls
Watching tiny spiders as they crawl...
I know some things are out of my control,
Some things I don't get to decide...
It would be easier to give up,
Everything feels dark and blurry...