Smoke is rising
Mirrors shatter and destroy
Humans aren’t puppets
So why am I their toy
He’s playing with my mind
I let him too
Because I need something
If I can’t have you
Does that make me pathetic?
A desperate loser, a s***?
There are doors from my past
That I can’t seem to shut
The numbing seems
To be spreading through me
And creating a creature
That I don’t want to be
I’m like a doll that’s broken
With a haunted, painted smile
I’m so scared to be put back on trial
I guess I want help
But how can I believe
That if I ever do get better,
I’ll have deserved the love I received?
So I’m sorry but I
Can’t take the tricks any longer
I don’t want to be cold
I want to be stronger.