I Open the Door In My Head

This is not good, my life is misunderstood. Running through a door that just wont open Celebrating a lie that wasnt even chosen. Climbing in a window with no entrance Trying to repent, struggling this instance.. Numbing the pain wont extract this mind game. Facing the publicity minus the fame. Paper to pen I dont know where to begin. Lost in this world Im forced to live in. Send me above or down below At this point it doesnt matter which way I go. Struck from the heart with things I could not come to part This misery excisting is tearing me appart.