Never seem to find my voice
The expression is there, its there I swear
Mind is on lock, randomized by the second
It leads to dark corners, transforming to depression
This one question plagues my mental
Am I going insane? Am I insane?
Chaos in my brain is plain to see
Is this the man I'm destined to be?
When the razor blades taste my skin
Pain sounds silence, my eyes smell the violence
Today is shortly forgotten and replace by a new
Life seems much better, from a birds eye view
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