I believe I can see the future Because I repeat the same routine I think I used to have a purpose Then again, that might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice Now I never make a sound I just do what I?ve been told I really don?t want them to come around
There is no love here and there is no pain Every day is exactly the same
I can feel their eyes are watching In case I lose myself again Sometimes I think I?m happy here Sometimes, I still pretend I can?t remember how this got started But I can tell you exactly how it will end.
I?m writing on a little piece of paper I?m hoping someday you might find Well, I?ll hide it behind something They won?t look behind
I am still inside here A little bit comes bleeding through I wish this could have been any other way But I just don?t know, I don?t know, What else I can do?
|