Have you ever thought what it would be like if you didn't make so much drama?
What it would be like if you minded your own business, but of course that's not your problem.
Yeah, it's not your problem when other people get in trouble, because with your trauma, you've created others, so I guess that's your karma.
Look in my eyes when you tell me you love me,
Look deep inside, can't you see I'm falling
So tell me do you really love me?
Then why does every day of my life I feel so lonely?
You don't own me , just because I'm your child doesn't mean that I'm holy.
I'm holding on, but I don't know how much longer I can , I feel like it's all falling apart , sometimes I hear voices in my head
I know you but I don't know if you know me so well, I don't know what is good or what is bad but I know you're going through hell
And I try to understand I really try but it seems it's not mutual, everything I do and everything I say comes back to me every time
I don't wanna make you cry but this isn't your life, it's mine and you don't have the right to ruin it for me like grandma did with yours, just once admit that I'm right
You're always telling me to be more feminine, to stop wearing so much black and grey
But at least I'm genuine , I don't care what they say
I really wonder how you'd treat me if I were gay?
But I'm okay, I know your mentality, it can't be changed
I just hope in the future you'll change it anyway
Look where I'm at, I'm 25 and I have no idea what I'm gonna be
Yeah, maybe I'm the one who's locked in.
I've got the lock, but tell me who's got the key?
I can't feel, my heart is petrified but I can hear
I can hear how you scream
And that's why I fall asleep with headphones on my ears
All these states, all these emotions, she doesn't know how long she can keep them in her grip.
The feeling of hatred slowly reaches desperation and she feels it burning to kill
Her nature's too innocent to commit a crime, she doesn't know how to lie but her thoughts are darker than night
You don't know why, you don't know that when she looks in the mirror she sees disappointment but she's not a quitter
You should see her, when she smiles, it's rare but full of light, for she's cried too long for something they can't give her
So tell me, do you care about that girl? Do you care that she's only quiet when she thinks you'll bury her?
Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm going crazy saying these words but put yourself in my shoes and see what it's like to feel hurt
I love you but sometimes love is not enough
