Inside I’m empty.
Dead to anyone who doesn’t get me,
Filled with sorrow and pain
These thoughts are driving me insane
I wish I could just forget
Live life without a fret

Is this real,
Or am I dreaming?
Will I heal,
Or will my insides remain screaming?

Filled with such hate for others
Begins to make one wonder
How can life be so cruel?
To those too naïve to understand the rules?

Is this real,

Or am I dreaming?
Will I heal,
Or will my insides remain screaming?

Life is a treacherous journey
And we all unknowingly play in its tourney,
Crawling to the finish line
Leaving injured loved ones behind.

Is this real,
Or am I dreaming?
Will I heal,
Or will my insides remain screaming?