I'm tired.
I'm so tired.
Life's falling away from me,
and I feel like a freak on a leash.
Sometimes... life is like a papercut,
it hurts worse than a real wound.
But I know in the end
I'll find a place for my head
to fade into my own prison.
But there's something
that puts me back,
but then pushes me away.
Then I find myself crawling
just to get far away.
It's been a while
since I felt good about myself.
Then I feel like now,
hanging all alone
holding one last breath
taking one step closer
into the twistings of my mind.
I wish you were here,
to say how you remind me
of someone that lives inside of me.
I'm holding my life in the balance
and I don't know which way
it'll go down.
Either way I know I'm forsaken
to a life of mental torture.
Because I stand alone
I'm just a girl
who on the outside
I'm the serious and boring one.
But on the inside
there's a woman who wants to runaway.
To leave everything and everyone,
to not look back,
heal my torn life
and answer the question of
What is life for?



Copyright 2002 Marian Irizarry
Songs for my Head
By Belisse
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