staring up at the stars 

feeling like i am trapped within bars

oh wait never mind you cant see

that i am trapped in a maze full of memories

 

I wonder right

but there is not an end in sight

yeah my brain is ready to fight

but my heart knows its not right

 

i end up standing in the dark

and standing in the silence

the only sound is my footsteps

and me waging my minds thoughts of violence

 

i try to speak

but my mind and body are far too weak

ive reached and gone far beyond my peak

and my blood just started to leak

 

i just want to be me

but at the same time i just want to flee

oh come please just let me be

from my despair i want to be set free

 

i dont even know myself anymore

after all the secrets i hid uder the floorboard

digging myself out simply feels like a chore and not a reward

life has made me pretty bored

 

someone asks are you thinking about suicide

i lie and laugh and say no im fine

but am i though

what if i already know that i am truly psycho

i already know that my life is not status quo

i know dont you think so

 

but i guess i already know enough 

then that if i were to tell somone that they would surely call my bluff

but they think that they are all big and tough

but one day they'll probably end up at a deparment called Cuffs and Stuff

 

but oh well you've got to live life as well as you can

you cant fill all the holes in your heart up with sand

your life isnt something that you can really ban

so find an area where you can stand 

and find some people who are willing to give you a hand