I torture my soul, I torture my thoughts
I break everything I know, I shatter my will
I put it back together not knowing if its right
I care only inside, so few will understand this pain
I run and hide, I dodge and move
I have no control over what I do
Sometimes I feel death lingering on the shoulder
I can taste life when I am here
I fear that my actions will be all that they see
That they can't posses a mind like me
I did not ask to be put in a box
I did not ask, for infinite misunderstanding
What I do ask is that I can feel free from this pain
Free from my thoughts, free from being a slave
To my world I have, to world unknown
I lay my head to rest, on a comforting stone
This hard matter seems all that can be
Hard enough to stop little oh me
From drowning inside, from suffocating life
I leave you with doubt
I leave you with strife.
