why do i get only a taste
of all the things i wished
to have in abundance
i mean well lord
and you know that
i try to please them
to please me
to live the life i want to
but i simply cant
cause i cant
they arent letting me
arent you too
i picture myself now but
just a fragment of that
scene that ive been longing
to create for myself
that certain me
you
them
those who dwelt
in the warmth of my heart
tragic it has turned out
slowly burning me out
im locked in this
soul searching
mind exploiting
spirit crushing
bid to survive
damn i wish i was you
hell i got a consolation
and thats to uncare
for myself now
give it all instead
i might hurt them but
still i will give
i dont care if i die broke
but i bet you i wont
allow myself to die broken
because you simply
cannot break me.