I'm stuck hollow
and alone.
I used to be happy
Now im fighting just to
belong.
Nothing seems real anymore.
I feel held down.
But i chose you, i chose my
own path.
I just want something
real.
You put me in this cell.
Your very own living hell.
Just for me.
I want my old life back.
Not be who im told
to be.
The worst part of me is you.
It wasnt meant to be like this.
i dont wanna be part of this anymore.
But i dont know
whats worth fighting for.
Every battle im the one laying there,
as you scream at me.
Its about time you get some of you own medicine.
I wanna see you abused and crying on the floor
as i scream at you.
I want you to know what the pain feels like
when your life and pride
is taken away!