Now I'm exorcising one more demon hiding in between the lines of a sanity and a hell that I can now define. All of these scars that I display so proudly are memories of battles that are left behind me. You can't see me bleeding but you can hear me screaming. I can't get through this grieving so in you I'll stop believing, Until the sun goes down. My mind breaks ground on a brand new conspiracy theory that keeps my world spinning around. In the mirror I see an empty shell of the former me. From the ground up I can't breathe. This might be the end because there is noone here to keep me from me. I fade to grey every time I see my face staring back at me. Asking, "when will I change", and then just staring at me. Demanding I turn the page and then just glaring past me. I'm shouldering all this blame, admitting that I was wrong for all of the things that I've done. All the while, this pain still grasps me. Wondering where I went wrong and then just staring at me. ( how did I end up with song coming out too fast for me?) Now I'll take all of this shame and give it up. No more of these games. I'll shed a tear for my loss then I'm off. Never again. Somebody better stop me...
ASCAP/ A Little To No Talent
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