• Seconds turn to minutes
    Minutes turn to hours
    Hours turn to days
    Days turn to weeks
    Weeks turn to months
    Months turn to years
    And here I am:

    Still searching for who I am
    For what I believe
    With a loss in faith and
    No belief in hope

    A loss in interest as
    Thoughts turn to disgust
    As disgust turns to hate
    I try to make sense of it all
    I can't live this
    Lie

    Fake smiles to fake laughs
    Trade my face for a mask
    Fake expressions
    All to prove it's alright

    Tomorrow will be like the day before
    Trapped in a cage,
    Oh how the world loves a cage
    Creating a personal hell, all I have
    All I've known

    Drown out the sounds
    Tune out others
    Escape from this fate
    Break my cage