I was screwed up and scared all alone im my head
But I was young, not glad with the things that I had
The only thing moving in my bed
Was my head in a pillow
Praying for a signal
I am so much weird and different
I used to talk too much but never showed what I ment
Now just living like a zombie
I gave everything but there is nothing for me
I just wish to fall asleep and dream
In my mind just an echo of a scream
Can someone help me with my mind
Don't look inside there is nothing to find
There's just a little kid
With the scars that regret what I did
