Recently, it seems like
I can only feel anger and pain.
I don't know what to do,
I can't keep myself sane.

You haunt me in my dreams
and even during the day.
I've succumbed to so much fear
that I am wasting away.

I think about doing drugs
to get that synthetic felicity
and make my brain an easier place
like a crystal's simplicity.

No matter what I'm doing,
I always think the same things.
I've become a lost soul,
A bird without its wings.

I don't know where to go,
either way I can't get rid of you
or all the bad memories
and all the things that weren't true.

I replay them in my head
like a movie on tv.
I'm on my own,
but at the same time I am never free.

I feel like no one understands me.
I can't control how I feel
and what would people think of me
if they knew what I conceal.

I want to cry so badly
because of what I've become;
A girl full of sorrow
who remains comfortably numb.