Torn
When dreams seem to be so far
To reach upon a star
I hold a certain point of view
And I start to argue
When your life feels more like a fall
It makes you say words and call
I do not wish to be this way
My life feels like I am faraway
From people who love or care
They stomp on my heart how they dare
I grind my teeth to make a sound
There are shackles on me that bound
These creeps are so harsh to know
I wish to tell or show
How stained they are in all what they do
Never mind I am just me they have no clue
The harsh people that led me here
They don't respect me and they are not clear
I see the image in my brain
It comes up as strong like a crane
Pulling and tugging with no remorse
I just let it take it's coarse
Now their are two pieces of my soul
Two different, but unique goals
Hollow I feel in one and the other so alive
Shaking one takes its toll and it gives me bad vibes
There are such things to make it heal
But that is to hard and its no deal
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