The Truth

there's this little place i thought was home, but little did i know i was all alone.. living in a dream a fantasy I thought was real, the life i was living I tried to conceal.. Through the bad and the good, and the good and the bad, I tried to lie that's all I had... Stories of lives and stories of lies, Broke me down now my lies are cries... The walls are small and the rooms are tiny, I'm in a maze I wish someone could find me... The life I live is the only one I have now, I got to live my life for me somehow... survive my way or no way at all, no bodies there for me when I take my last fall... friends and family no one to trust, One true love but the rest became lust... I tried to open up my heart, But slowly my heart got torn apart.. I made wrong paths and moved wrong ways, I'm trying to re-do and fix my old ways... I'm strong and I'll make it I say that because its true, I'm nobodies slave I do what I CAN do!... Depression is another mans satisfaction, But i take my life Into action... No one can live this life that I live everyday, This is my life to live my way... The rooms will close my eyes will roll back, But then I'll wake up to a hand on my face smack... That's reality calling telling me nothing is simple and clean, And one day when you make my mistakes you'll know what I mean... The grass isn't always greener when you turn around, So be careful with the choices you put down!!!