Since I was born my dad was on poison
aged 16 we cremated my mother, my angel,
I never had a real childhood to look back to
I don’t even have memories of happy families to rise to.
I’m still being rescued from myself
busting the ghosts from my past,
try smashed windows, violence and the fight for survival,
I guess you wouldn’t know, would you?
Like a blind person you fail to see me
Yet somehow, they still manage to feel me,
Like a deaf person you fail to hear me
yet somehow, they still listen and cry for me.
I’m not crying out for help, because I don’t need it
I’d hoped you’d understand me and mean it,
It’s so easy for you to judge
because you never understood me,
what did you expect from someone
with a complicated life, and a messed up story?
There are angels and demons in all of us
There’s black and white, even in smoke and dust
If you can’t stay loyal, then you’ve broken my trust
I guess you were never a true friend, because you gave up on us.
These are not just words, this is me, bleeding, from the bottom of my heart.
