A confused soul,
Trapped in a hole,
Losing control,
Losing its sanity,
Using profanity,
Always damning me,
Constantly on guard,
Even when times aren\'t hard,
and when dealt a bad card,
In this game called life,
Nothing but pain and strife,
Cutting deeper than a knife,
Slicing away my very being, Cutting deeper than any is seeing,
Holding me down; not freeing, Not freeing what\'s inside,
Not freeing what I hide,
No matter how hard I\'ve tried, or as hard as I\'m going to try, That\'s truth; not a lie.
One day my soul will fly,
One day I\'ll become brandnew, One day I\'ll be true,
and not just say but do,
Do the things I\'ve always dreamed,
The things that have always seemed,
So out of reach I want to scream,
Scream until my lungs are sore,
Scream until they know what for,
Scream leaving them begging for more.