Down a cliff that's made of hills
Up and down, as my body experiences the various chills
Up as I let out the truth of how I feel
Back down because you deny the words I speak
Up once more because I believe I've let you in
Down because again you've proven me wrong

Lies left and right, as if I'm full of secrets
Secrets only the words on the paper can prove
Because I myself have lost hold of the truth
Lost hold of who I thought I knew
I've lost hold of my life and not a soul in the sky
Could lead me back to who I was

This emptiness inside these bones have left me with nothing to hold
It's left me with the loneliness, left behind my soul
I'm an open book with nothing to read for the poems are fading and the writings are weighing
down my confidence, as I compare it to others
Down this hill I go, and I don't know how to get myself back up