So many dark days has passed
colours faded and turned gray
always thinking this will destroy me
but now I know the feeling will go away
I live for my ambivalence
like finding passion in devastation
and things only I can explain
beyond reason and vivid imagination
So many tears have been cried
when I've feared what I've become
or what I've always been
I must be lost, forsaken and alone
Everything can't be solved with suicide
but some things might
How can I tell what's wrong
when nothing is right?
All the things I wanted to change
when I should've been looking ahead
But if all I am was just a mistake
who would I be instead?
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