My Own Prison
Angry at the world or maybe with myself
No one sees the hurt in me my expiring mental health
The demons that surround me
What my life has come to be
Lock me up and throw the key
This empty hole inside my heart
The pain I feel will never part
I only hope I do not start
For now I fight my eternal war
Sitting wondering what's at my core
Why was I so naïve to think
That my life couldn't change in a blink
So now I sit in my disgrace
Never to feel his sweet embrace
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