Standing over this coffin Staring into my eyes Watching my own corpse
Sit there as it rots away This is my wake Tomorrow is my funeral But not a soul is present Because technically I am alive
Have you watched me Sit in the shadows In the corners On the curbs In the secrets Of a wretched mind
Have you understood What Iβve gone through In those halls And classrooms In the chairs At the desks Inside my own head
With all those eyes Beaming at me Throwing my mind Onto overdrive As I feel myself Collapse inside
They said it was all my fault They told me to snap under pressure Forced me to believe, I was the eternal loser And they the eternal winners
They chased me on the streets Screaming how I deserved to die They chased me in the halls Burning my every confidence
They encouraged my awful mind To realize that everything That I said to myself In my own head That it was true on the outside
And the rest of the population Inside of that building Just watched as it passed them by Bystanders in an awful fight Letting them pick me apart Pull it away
All those bystanders Just stood there Watching and screaming Go Go Go To the winning team
And what else did they do Those bystanders and those winners They told me another thing too I was responsible for my own demise Because the treatment I was facing By all the surroundings Was my fault too
They told me to stand my ground That I could just take it like a big girl As I could hide inside They told me not to fight them off They said theyβd go away some day
So why are they still around Why do they still say the same things Why do they stalk my every move Waiting for the wrong one to appear So they can use it against my fears
They told me I was responsible For the bullying I had received They told me I was the failure Because I stood my ground They told me the torture would end
And here it is. As I stand over my corpse At my unattended wake For my own mind But I am alive.