Things look like they're changing,
but they are really just the same.
I am still just as lonely,
no one even knows my name.
No matter what I try
I am still just as worthless.
No matter what I do
I still feel just as hopeless.
Bombs exploding in my chest.
My brain is bleeding in my head.
The tears I won't allow to flow
burn like acid down my throat.
My body shakes with all the pain
of these thoughts that mutilate my brain.
I try to make myself appear
as if I'm not being burned alive by fear.
I put a smile on my face and fake
that I've accepted my mistakes,
but inside I can feel my heart
as it's slowly ripping itself apart.