Maybe
I'm trying to tell them that they don't know me.
Maybe i should turn back to what i was,
and give them the chance to get to know me.
Maybe i should let these demons out for one day, so they can own me.
But maybe these demons won't stop this time, maybe they'll over control me.
They can't over work me.
I know they've been board of me.
They don't like this person that i'm trying to be.
These demons can't come out, they're always lieng to me.
I should just try to change like i want,
and not try to act like what i have.
I shouldn't be weak, i neeed to stay strong,
they don't know more then me or right from wrong.
Iv'e been through everything.
I'm already dead.
I'm just walking as a ghost.
I can talk to you about anything,
everythings in my head.
You think you've found your way, let me tell you, your just lost.
Copyright © Jorge Garcia | Year Posted 2011
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