My whole life I've been strucked by lightning and have always survived,
As years gone by I dug a hole to hide all that caused me pain,
They went to a locked file in my brain.

Im crippling apart, but saying everything is "PERFECT,"
I dont want to face the truth, the truth of my past that terrifies me,
I just want to pretend that nothing bad ever happened.

Situations got better, Im beyond pleased
But...
The the locked file unleashes memories,
New information comes to me.

Im being strucked down by the lightning once again, repeatedly.