It squeezes my head...

I'm pulled aside,
I'm left alone,
I'm left with company.
It squeezes my head.

No other place left to go,
nothing else left to see.
It squeezes my head.

Nothing else left to say,
no one else left to talk to.
It squeezes my head.

If it could hear me,
I'd say it's squeezing my head.

It wouldn't matter though...
It'll continue squeezing my head.

Passion in her heart and mayhem in her mind, a dangerous combination, the two combined....

Fire for the fuel that burns in me
Telling me to go go go
Keeping me alive, burning inside
Even when fear says no

Ice for the wrong in my heart
That makes it easy to be hateful
Saying it's not me, it's you
Making me so ungrateful

Rain for the day I feel sick
Drowning me in my head
Teaching me how to swim on my own
Showing me how easy it is to be dead

Sunshine for the good
Showing me it's fine to feel this way
Making everyday a joy
Letting me know it's going to all be okay

then you realize
the monsters under your bed
can’t get through your blankets
but can go inside your head

I’ve wronged you too many—
And I’m sorry for it.
I’m young and ignorant,
I hope you’ll understand.
The yelling is in your head—
But I really wasn’t trying to.
I’m very sorry;
The isolation and tormenting
Wasn’t intentional.
The words of hate,
Are just a cover
For my insecurities.
But in all reality,
Just kick me out,
Not of this place—
But of my own head.