The hate I've left and the toxic people I've seen I need you to be real like 50+50 with me be true and be honest I need you more than I need the life I lead even if you can't see I'm in the dark hidden inside but hidden in what because it's more than fear it's more than pain it's the darkness that consumes me the voices that tell murder and suicide are okay I hope to see that my brain isn't all that I have I'm just the hat that the Hatter wears to keep him mad, but the darkness inside of us all keeps us hidden and nobody can see the crap we were given, given at a young age,given to us after we were taken, taken by what we've gone through, we've had to fight for who we are, so if you're thinking about taking us apart it's already done by the people we cared for the most that's just how the story goes.
