I have dreams and desires that left me critical
Left me to die inside, exposing me like the full cycle
The tears I cry are those that exposed teary clowns
And those demons keep me on shut down.
The self hatred I feel is like i'm dying inside
And those voices in my head made me teary eyed.
My inspiration in life are my thoughts
Drawn between 2 rocks that left me trapped inside the maze of a paradox
Visions of walking a tight rope without a safety net
Trying to escape my past but i'm paying societies debt
For every lost child, mother and father
To every broken home caused by alcahol and depression
Pressure of living up to God's tasks without failure
To everyone who feels like they are living out a sentence.
I dedicate this to my own hope and possibility, without regret
Of one day finalising my own happiness, but to never forget
And to never ever forget where I came from
Because I witnessed the tears flow from your eyes
Which took no shape or form.
My time in hell has shown me theres no place like home
Where I can sit down, and just be alone.
Because sometimes I cry
And no one really cares that i'm on my own.