Reality isnt my friend.
Nor is light, or people, or life.

You're great at pointing fingers,
At everyone else but yourself.

Unconttrolled maddness is created from misunderstood traumas

'Ive always felt like this, so nothing will ever change..'

I started running... and have never gone back!
Where is home?
I hope I find one some day...

Everything is crashing down around me
... and I stand here not moving

Sure this life is called the present, people think its a gift, I just wish I could return mine.

I don't know if im flying or falling.

Sometimes when I say "oh I'm fine."
I want someone to look me in the eye and say "tell the truth."

Why do I act so strong but inside I'm really dying?
Why am I still alive when all I want to do is die?
Why do I always fail?