what I've become
To say the least I haven't been ok, I'm damaged way beyond repair... How do I search for inner peace, when mayhem has consumed the air... My scars have a story behind em, of when I was truly broken... Or when my sacrifice was great, and the piece of me that it left frozen... Cus my pain runs deep, deeper even than the ocean... Left me with mixed up emotions, and this monster that you've awoken... I'll never have resentment, towards another man's success... Hate is a weak emotion, and it's not something I possess... Because I chose the harder way, the days were long and nights were lonely... Pain breeds strength gotta trust your struggle, I'm a walking testimony... The ones who promised me they'd never leave, didn't keep their word or even say goodbye... To act like I don't know you now, is a heartbreak that I can't describe... Ain't no hard feelings, but I remember you use to laugh like I was a bum... Now I'm laughing at you looking dumb,making sure you see what kind of Monster I've become...
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