• Watching the past memories in the back of my mind,
    Replaying through the most embarrassing scene I can find
    My thoughts left back, caught in the past, and bind-

    ed, that illusion of being the center of attention
    The things that I try to say, but never mention-
    ed, slowly rising up and building the tension

    But the one that sees the past is only me,
    Others can't remember it, they can't see
    And for those who does, they leave it be

    Only I am stuck in this perpetual nightmare
    Fighting my archenemy in the back of the lair
    of my mind, tried to ask for help but no one care
    Although I can't say that, it's not fair
    They can't see what I see, they don't know what I bear
    I wonder if I'll ever wake up from this nightmare....