Why can't I express my feeling like everyone else
Tring to stop the need to make sense
Instead of laughing I just smile
clam shut when I feel the pain inside
I pilled my anxiety into a mountain of depression
I should just run wild and fall without a cushion
Instead I die slowly of heartache
another lost soul without a face
I'm not unique I'm just a wierdo
Standing tough tall like a willow
But rotting inside the branches
Cutted down,turned into lonely crates
I am a broken instrument of life
Trying to break out from this cold cage
Happiness went through like a fast track train
take away all my youth and left me drained
