Where are all the friends
When your being torn into pieces
Limb by limb being shredded
Going through the grinder we call life
Where are they?
Where are the people who know you best?
They all smile at you
As if you have everything under control
Ha, if you only knew
That I’m being dragged around like a rag doll through the mud
Old tendencies are fighting to come back
I know I shouldn’t, but it’ll be, so easy
Why, must it be this way
I should have listen to my gut and just walked away
Now I can’t seem to get by a day
This feeling of weakness is disgusting
How can I face the world if I’m not feeling content?
People always try to take something
Always trying to peel back layers of skin
Only give them enough to keep them at bay
Only give them just enough, to ease their curiosity
No, one gets hurt that way
No, damage at all