i was lied to when i was told life was fair and that someone would always be there i hated myself more than anyone else i was so unhappy with the cards i was delt when i was a child my castle was my home now i walk down empty streets memories and me alone it's easier to burn a bridge than to cross it to slip, give in, give up, move on, and try to forget more's been said in silence than could ever be spoken in words secrets shared and promises kept and feelings that will never be cured