Where we can not express ourselves
Merely because of the watchful eyes surrounding us
Where siblings turn their cheeks to one another
Stabbing each other's backs in the race for the spotlight
Where the dark edges of one's mind grow
Sweeping their vision until all one sees is the dark
Where kids take knives to their wrists
Their blood as bright as their painted smiles
Where Mothers and Fathers leave
Their children always wondering, Am I good enough?
Where one man's actions go far and deep
Engraved in history I see his faults
Where I can not be myself for fear of not being accepted
I pick up my mask and lock my mental shields,
I'm ready to be somebody else today
So I say again,
Welcome to Reality, there is no escape
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 7:54 PM UTC
Where we can not express ourselves
Merely because of the watchful eyes surrounding us
Where siblings turn their cheeks to one another
Stabbing each other's backs in the race for the spotlight
Where the dark edges of one's mind grow
Sweeping their vision until all one sees is the dark
Where kids take knives to their wrists
Their blood as bright as their painted smiles
Where Mothers and Fathers leave
Their children always wondering, Am I good enough?
Where one man's actions go far and deep
Engraved in history I see his faults
Where I can not be myself for fear of not being accepted
I pick up my mask and lock my mental shields,
I'm ready to be somebody else today
So I say again,
Welcome to Reality, there is no escape
The World is a B*tch