I don't know what to do I don't know what you want I can't stand this up and down I can't stand this up til now I won't care if you leave I won't care if you stay I have changed for the better Have I changed for the better?
What if I was never stabbed Or my brother was normal Well I wouldn't be emotional Well I wouldn't be scarred Well I wouldn't have an ex Well she wouldn't want to **** me
But on the other hand I wouldn't have me personality Well I wouldn't be good at speaking Well I wouldn't have written poetry Well I wouldn't have had a tiger llama thingy Well I wouldn't have made friends
But again I wouldn't have beat up my brother Well I wouldn't have betrayed my friend Well I wouldn't have lost her either Well I wouldn't be emotionally confused Well I wouldn't be trying to fight everyone
I can't get over my mistakes They follow me on a chain That I pick up and drag... I want to drop the chain But I can't, my hands are empty Because they it's held by my brain