Torn
I stand with outstretched arms, and a clouded mind
Tears of frustration sting my eyes, making me blind
Can't explain how I feel inside
Don't understand myself, so instead I hide
With each passing day I feel new strain
I feel so weak, how much longer can I remain
Didn't plan to live life this way, it's almost unbearable for me
It's like I'm stuck between who I am, and who I want to be
Rotting in a hole in which I can't climb out
My fists beat on invisible walls, I scream and shout
Scream and shouts turn to weeps, and then just dried up tears
Once again I find the strength and confront my fears
Lift my head, and take a breath
Cannot lose my sanity it's all I got left
Shrug off this bad day, better are coming for me
Maybe tomarrow will be better, but I got to embrace it to see
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