| From this point on, it's Me against the world. No emotion shown - The mask I now wear is made of stone My only heart's desire keeps walking beyond my reach; we both know the suicide he inflicts upon my soul. What's family anymore? A fabricated lie to raise a little girl in a dysfunctional home? Here, it's just that. Don't wanna live, don't wanna care, don't wanna fight, don't wanna listen - I don't give a damn! I never did anything to deserve this - never! Why me, why now, why anything? Someone, anyone, make the crap stop! |
| Everyone now knows that I can be taken down - the mistakes of being open about how I felt are leading to my demise. Friends are foes in the blink of an eye, keep taking away, only leaving deep lacerations through my vaults of trust. The stupid struggles - passing or failing, living or dying - are getting on my nerves. Which one should I pick next? Even if I do, what's it amount to? Being on drugs? Stray jackets, padded walls, sterotypes? Hell, maybe I'm just crazy. Don't worry anymore, little girl... I know what can save you. - Jacqueline Audrey |
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