As the world turn My heart raise fire, continually burn From the all past fiddle tears
As the world turn
My heart raise fire, continually burn
From the all past fiddle tears
Who can I go to when my story are mentally weird
Keeping inside for quite sometime
Killing me slowly,
Cant seen to let it go, problem eternally build up within my rhymes
My thoughts are clouded, so dark getting darker by the day water fall from my eyes
Does anyone bother to even care
Lock in my room, sadness crack within the wall,
Lying on my bad like a child can't understand but to Fear
Does my voice has any meaning?
Will anyone listen if I share?
The Only child in the family
Everyone else seen happy
Going out to play, made my way to find friends
Try to fit in, but adapt different at the end
silence tears, holding back so it can't be notice
Lost and comfuse, is my future hopeless?
They tell me, you gotta get out
Which road and what place to which routes?
What else can i say, trying so hard pretending to be
heartless but deep inside not even close to what I'm about