I walk this road
Feeling so alone
But why, when I look up are you right next to me?

We walk hand in hand
But I don't feel your touch
You wipe away my tears
And you listen to my screams
But what am I screaming about?

My life is pretty good
but my mind is a battlefield that has left me on the ground near death
I watch the people around me and wonder...
What would they think of me if they saw the inside of my malicious mind?