Je ne sais pas...
C'est une phrase brutale

You're supposed to be confident
But I feel the opposite inside
Supposed to love yourself
But I just want to disappear and hide
You're supposed to be positive
I tried and tried
Endless voices reaching out for me
To do this and that,
Be this and that.
The truth is,
You're drowning me.
Am I expected to be always happy?
Supposed to be.
I was, I am, I'm going to be
But for now
Be silent
Your words are killing me
They're supposed to be helping me.
I'm supposed to be free.

You don't have to change
To prove them you're not the same
You don't have to be the same
To prove them you haven't changed.

Blending in to hide yourself
From prying, critical eyes
Blending in out of fear
Of enemies in angel's disguise.

Little chameleon, be careful
Not to lose yourself
This world is a labyrinth
And sometimes, a game of chess.

It's hard to be someone else
But harder to not be yourself
So come out of that camouflage
And just be yourself.

Little chameleon, don't be afraid
I am here to say,
"If no one else will accept you
Then I am here, I'll stay."

Welcome to the city of Morphine
Where it rains acid and you feel no pain
A city where everyone is numb to the world
Where people dwell in the slums of misery
Shattered lives and shattered glass cover the streets of Morphine
Fiends wander down the alleys of agony

Written by Keith Edward Baucum.
Not finished this just popped in my head.

An affliction that's everlasting
lives lie in ruins in the allies of agony in the slums of misery
Reflections of shattered families reflecting through shattered glass
Screams of lost souls echo while the fall through the cracks in the pavement.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum

I'm moving on again
The storm is coming through
I haven't been home in awhile
But there isn't much to do
The temple drags along a razor's edge
Like the beauty that I've found
But before I can enter in
I've got a soul to pin down

There's a warrior inside
And I can see it from a mile
It's probably just lost
Behind a painful little smile
If I ever get too close
Sometimes it washes over me
And the end of the day
It's all I want to see

In forces and in friends
There's a sorrow in youth
But where my words fall apart
My presence screams the truth
If all has broken down again
And nothing turns out right
Sometimes just a friendly face
Can get us through the night

Wear the face you want to
And wear it like a star
Because I don't care much for paint
It's the person that you are
Up high in the swirling mind
That dances through the night
I've fallen for the thoughts inside
May I make them mine?