I'm not me
or at least not who i want to be
not who i used to be
come so far, so little time
but the journeys just begun.

Afriad of the hate
the hate that my own image can conjure
never knowing which way
the way
the path of least resistence
thats my journey, my path
my road to hell and my ride back.

Afriad to be alone
alone with my thoughts
the urges, the demons
i dont give in, but ive lost control
devils at my doorstep
knocking, so tempting
want to answer,
acceptance awaits

But no that would make me weak
I am not weak
I am anything but weak
I used to be weak
I am not who I used to be.
 
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