it hurts to confront the truth
all I have in me is nothing but proof
of the unresolved trauma, the unbridled fear
the (your) voices that only I seem to hear

we're all better now, we're so sorry
sure you say that, but I still worry
the raise of a hand, the sound of a slam
these things, they still scare me, *******

I am the person I am because of you
for that I never know what to feel
I now have the compassion to never make
another person go through this very fate

whatever it is, to atone for your sins
I take no part, both you has-beens
I'm nothing like you, I'll never be
so goodbye now, please excuse me