This is the first time i've ever done something like this so don't expect anything amazing
part 1- first to third person
part 2- third person
part 3- third person
part one
have you ever had a thought of why, or plots to cry with life in mind?
as i'm tryin to figure out who i am i realize that i'm only a man.
tryin to free myself from this hell, this hell i'm consumed in...
with so many twists and turns i've lost my way.
away from this place a hidden oasis would be great.
because these situation that i face only initiate fake friends.
and confusion so many illusions i don't even know whats real.
feels like i'm fighting alone a one man army harming friends.
walking that lonely road and you don't know where it ends.
and people say that you're just makin a mistake.
that you are a mistake needless to say.
there is only so much you can take...
...and i'm at my limit so it doesn't comfort me.
to know that even my family doesn't support me.
so of course he's feeling paniced abandonded.
feels like nobody understands him and thats why he's damaged.
wondering how throughout his whole life he's managed to survive.
another day, day after day as they pass him by he cries inside.
into the night as he writes of his life....
part 2
He's losin touch, losin emotion sick of just hopin.
that he'll get noticed so he figures he's hopeless.
he's never gonna make it he's tempted to quit.
forget about music it's useless, why should he continue with this?...
as he describes his mind, it keeps suicide from his eyes.
the sweet retreat of death seeps out at night.
before he sleeps with the tears that he cries.
he decides he;s failed in life, so every fuckin day he dies.
survivin is litterally pain that he hides inside.
only to realize he's alone nobody besides.
so what the hell is the difference? "he says to hell with religion"
he'll be damned if he lets a false god predict "his decisions"...
Now listen... cause nobody believes his written beliefs.
so if he were to leave no body would care of "his existence".
so he's concluded he's holding on to dead dreams...
Part 3
... as it seems his head's on straight 'til he speaks.
and speech is another type of release.
but he only finds relief in his note book.
it's used as an out put, turnin down the shrinks...
he thinks it's fine but really it's not.
and it ties knots in his stomach he had it comin.
no chance to stop it so many problems he can't runaway from.
so he puts another face on to face these demons.
this whole thing, his whole life is a mistaken freedom....
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