;;-| look away |-;;

my scars seem brighter

than the stars or a lighter

you see i try to hide and conceal

but my lies will reveal

i’m not normal

but what is normal?

what is politically correct?

i follow the man in front of me

so that they can twist my neck

they take my hopes and dreams

and toss them around

they take my hopes and dreams

and bury them underground

like they’re dead

they aren’t dead

they’re growing in number

and they’re ready to take revenge

they wait till you slumber

but so do my demons

while my dreams attack you

your demons attack me

and i’m left unprotected

and that’s all that you see

so who are you?

tell me, who are you?

no, please dear god

tell me it isn’t true!

it’s me.

how is this possible

how can this be real

i’ve created my own demons

just based on how i feel

no, enough about me

let’s talk about you.

enough about me

that’s stuff i already knew.

i won’t talk about me

can’t you see?!

i’m not free

of my thoughts and fears

my terrible thoughts

and my wonderful, terrifying fears.

don’t you understand?!

i’m the cause of my own tears

no one sees

cause i hide it real well

both sides of me

decided to deal with this hell

i created the other me

so i could be unknown.

i created a new me

but you still see me

i didn’t want this

i didn’t want to be seen

don’t look at my face

let me work behind the scene

don’t let be noticed

for anything that i’ve done

i don’t deserve credit.

i’m not the only one.

;;-||goodbye||-;;

   .for  now.