so i hide inside my head with my web full of lies, i cant keep up with this chain around my neck, but i built it myself, with my bottle of sorrows,drinking away every possible tomorrow i lay awake, at night wondering why, why do i cry for those who have hurt and have been hurt as well, why cant they see through my eyes or i through theirs, i know why because pain can thrill you, kill you, maybe even scare you stupid, but in my mind its just a pack of smokes as i sit here and toke on my tobacco stogg. i wonder if they see me or right through me. my cigarette my only outlet my only thing its between you n me i wonder if ill ever be the person everyone else wants to see. what you see is what you get, I'm sorry I'm only human i didn't mean to kill you, maybe one day ill make sense and my mind wont be so boggled and my heart wont feel so broken but yet so full, someone loosen the chain and let me catch up with the world instead of living in my own fearful pain filled past.
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