Only me, yet I do not show it
Myself that is
I must not know it
Seen as by you
Well this life is not true
Lies, lies, lies tie me to this spot
Trying and trying as my soul rots
This isn't right not at all for me
What am I? What have I come to be?
A dream, an illusion, or some sort of deceit;
brought upon constantly by self-defeat
This life, this time, this way is not right
To be and to be would be all worth the fight
What shall, what can, what will I do?
Again and again until I'm finally through
To show then prove, and be set on the side
Where will I go from whence I cannot hide
In the front or on the top
Do you see me now
I can but didn't haven't I made you proud
Over and over I've become what you say
My life, now yours, can it be no other way
Is it if I feel bad you feel good?
You hurt me and you
I always knew that you would
You'veruined it all and taken my soul
Freed from this life is my one true goal
All I want from this life for the sake of my name
Is to escape from this shame and feel no pain......
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