Dying Young

They say sticks and stones may break my bones but I came face to face with a wall today. I keep on searching but I'm lost I keep on climbing but I'm falling I'm walking but your pulling me back Haven't you had enough of the scars that I already have I'm shouting with no voice I'm crying but the well within is dried up Gravity keeps on pulling me back Katrina keeps on coming back Its dark where can I find the light I'm chained, trapped, binned-ed by this chains I can't breath your suffocating me I can't sleep your controlling my life I'm shouting and kicking but your laughing Im torn apart and bleeding You see the the beauty on the outside but I'm dying within.