who am i?
what have i become?
talking to myself and the next step can be the drugs.
next thing i know im hanging with the thugs.
why am i letting myself do this?
why do i think they dont care?
who am i?
its sad i dont know the answer to that question anymore.
let it all go tell you that i’m scared.
but u find ways to push me away.
just one last time tell me that you care.
would things be easier for us if i just went away?
who am i?
what have i become?

 
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