I put my face in my hands and i hold my breath. I think about what i had in my mind of pain. I could be wrong on some points but now i know, That pain is not in my body it's in my soul.
I had to wear like a clown just to walk around. To have a room feel safe in this fuckin' town I couldn't run I couldn't hide I couldn't help myself I had to not talk about the way i felt
I tried to write tried to talk tried to be someone Who feels alive has a room has a real life. But all my thoughts and my plans they didn't work. I couldn't take what my life had started to become
They made me learn what i hate i could not accept I couldn't let them fill my brain with all that shit. I couldn't stand someone else planning my life i told them "Go away go fuck yourself"
I lost my sense to all the love from anyone I couldn't trust wouldn't trust people around. I wanted to be a girl who is strong. But now, strength in my life is just a big lie
My feet was trapped in the mud of emptiness I couldn't walk i was stuck i was stressed I made my choice not to be their slave I found a knife to help me run away
Now i'm cutting my feet to change all the lies to have my dreams Now i'm cutting my feet to go forward to live my dreams i'm cutting my feet i wont live a lie i wont kill my dreams Now i'm cutting my feet i want to survive i want my dreams