What do you do
When your mind's a living hell
Filled with demons and monsters
And you're trapped beneath their spell?
What do you say
When someone asks if you're okay
But the truth is, it's a struggle
To even make it through the day?
Yet, it all comes down to one thing:
Who you think you can trust
When you've been hurt too many times before
And it's usually because...
You're too soft and you know it
Just accept the truth
You don't know how to stop them
From taking advantage of you...
Still, it wouldn't be so bad
If it weren't for one small thing...
It's sad but quite true, you know
soft hearts break so easily...