JUST SOME WORDS
Don't wanna be the victim,
Don't wanna play the part,
My false sense of self is tearing me apart.
I'm done telling myself lies
I'm done hearing myself cry,
The way i lived my past wont be the way that I die.

I didn't waste those years for nothing,
I didn't give'em away for free,
the things I've hated about myself,
they aren't really me.

I guess I did it to see how bad it hurt,
I guess I lit it to see how bad it burnt,
I guess I lived it,cause it was the only way that I|would learn.
Leif B