Needles and pins stuck in my arm
Every where I look metal to see
The needles and pins mean me no harm
Doesn\'t matter though. . . . How they hurt me
Strapped to the table, unable to move
Pins in my eyes make me bleed
Someone wipes at my face, how I disprove
Touching is pain, there\'s no need
My eyesight is blurry and hearings impaired
My speech when I talk sounds slurry
All has gone dark And im feeling scared
Past the point of simple worry
My legs are like lead and covered in sweat
My arms are like cold jelly that quakes
I\'m crying and dribbling, the table is wet
My body it quivers and shakes
I try to stand, I will myself up
But the straps are holding me down
I can feel my anger steadily build up
Life has been such one big let down
No where to go, no where to hide
I have nothing left in my soul
All of my pride has slowly died
And all that is left is a hole
My mind is a box and my demons live there
I vow they shall never break out
They kick and they scream and violently swear
I fear one day they\'ll escape no doubt
We all have our demons, our crosses to bare
We must take each day as it starts
It\'s sad but it\'s true life is not fair
Keep true to the truth in your heart