Maybe I'm meant to be a wallflower,
Watching others grow.
Lurking in their shawdows,
Constantly keeping low.

Maybe I'm meant to be a wallflower,
Plucking my petals one by one.
Praying that maybe I'll be picked,
Cause I have never seen the sun.

Maybe I'm meant to be a wallflower,
It's my destiny to be alone,
I think that by now its obvious,
My future is set in stone.

Maybe I'm meant to be a wallflower,
The shyest of them all.
I know that I will never branch out,
I am meant to stay this small.

Wallflowers can be beautiful,
That I know is true.
And I don't mind being a wallflower,
Because I kind of like the veiw.

Grip my throat
for as long as you can

Cut off the oxygen

These veins aren't the same
but nothing has changed

Cut through my skin with your nails like blades
My flesh is useless
Tear out my throat

I won't speak if I stand for nothing

Those words you preach hold me back from being human,
you make me feel...

Useless