I didn't know,
I could be this lost,
Not knowing what its cost.

I am standing here,
At my favourite place,
Knowing how I used to feel,
But knowing that it isn't real.

I walk and talk,
Not to my friends but to my own.

As i'm searching for my reason,
Instead I found treason.

The friends I used to have,
The backstab I had felt,
The hurt that flows through my veins.
As I cry a bath full of my pain.

The little things in life,
Might just be the ones that keep me alive.

as i sit in class, i open my eys
a word full of ****
im learning so little
im reverting back to a toddler
homosexuality: cured
my *******: itchy
my mental state: brocken
but my brainz: educated ;)

I was unknown to all this pain
All the blood running in my vein

It was as a flooting sea
Driven by me.

Walking past the sun
Just as I want to run

Going to my best friend
Even if it all has to end.

I need to get it out
I need to tell them my story
while wondering about their glory
Yet they don’t respond
As i’m sitting here
Talking to my fishpond

How should I have known
when even I wasnt told
you decided you rather hide it
hide it under your skin
and hide it under your clothes
You were in pain
but honestly
how could I have known?

I sit in class
Looking at a paper
Listening to reality
While dreaming away
Of a world so free
Because there
Is where I rather be