And I’m sitting there in the dark
Thinking of how you would want me dead
And yet if ever presented with the question  
You, you would look me in the eyes and deny
But why is there never a hand to hold  
when the weight is too much and
I want to end everything again  
why do you all look away and and call it a fault  
when an emotion slips out unprotected  
this world you have built up is comprised
of lies and I do not wish to be one  
of your hostages that you hold for ransom
knowing that no one would ever come looking for me  
I hear your voice say protection but you lips speak of prison