All alone. No one is here.
Facing my demons is what I fear.
Is it too much to ask to get away?
To live in paradise instead of pain.
I hate the way I feel.
I hate the way I see.
The world is flashing before my eyes
Way beyond my reach.
I wish I could disappeared.
I wish I wasn't afraid.
I wish I could control my life.
And simple go away.
But there are things I must do.
And things I must say.
So I will keep on going.
Even if it is in pain.