Cold Hearted

They call me careless I reply I'm growing daily I just haven't found a way to care yet I learned I have to kill the thoughts before they end up killing me Ironic how they call me cold hearted but then say I don't have any chill in me my story is being written, but it's time for a clean page No childhood, forced to be a man since my teen days Forced to face the world alone with no hand to hold me Growing in foster care, no dad or family man to show me Being away from my family hurt a lot Ironic how my alcoholic parents didn't think their own kid was worth a shot As the days went by I started to realise I didn't need them to survive My smiling face would have fooled people if I wasn't bleeding from my eyes The smiling boy soon turned into the heartless man Depression broke my heart so don't expect any warmth in here Avoiding scary dreams just led me to haunting nightmares Life became easier once I understood that some things are naturally hard to understand Some shots hit me, but plenty missed Got told I'd be dead by 21,but here I am at twenty six I became my own light down the dark roads I keep myself to myself because my journey turned my heart cold They call me careless I reply I'm growing daily I just haven't found a way to care yet I learned I have to kill the thoughts before they end up killing me Ironic how they call me cold hearted but then say I don't have any chill in me