I'm back at the start, I'm writing this text. Not about my future, I am struggling with the past. Bad things happened, but I have no regrets Seems like I need to pass everything That was happening That was happening I fucked so many things up, Hurt so many people. They saw the real me, This is why they hate me. This is why they hate me
I keep asking myself, Why I did this to The people that That I loved most of all? Was it a call for attention?
I was another soul lost In the fucking abyss And I was another soul lost In the fucking abyss
I was never satisfied with what people said from their hearts Or what they did for me, cause some things are better left (untold)
I was seeking for perfection, And I'm not perfect at all Imperfection was my perfection, I know it in my heart
It's so hard to tell The truth about myself, But I'm my only hope, the only one Who can help to survive
I became Everything I never want That I never want to be, Hatred against myself To everyone To everyone around
Still seeking for perfection, And still not perfect at all Imperfection was my perfection, I know it in my heart
This is my reflection I can't handle the pictures Of the person that I am now Just a nobody in the crowd
This is my reflection I can't handle the pictures Of the person that I am now Just a nobody in the crowd
This is my reflection I can't handle the pictures Of the person that I am now Just a nobody in the crowd I hope that I'm changing now