The beauty of the world has turned gray
Getting harder to wake up each day
Getting harder not to hate myself behind swollen eyes
Getting harder to muffle these disturbed cries
The pain of the world is becoming too much
My realities are drifting out of touch
In bed asleep is my only relief
A corrupted world harbors my every belief
In thinking lies many of woes
My turmoil is what nobody knows
The shades are pulled shut in retreat
As I crumple to the sheets in defeat
In fantasy lies the happiness left sold
Black only found in a heart gone cold
ItĚs scary to leave the walls of my blockade
ItĚs scary to let down the walls of my facade
To face a world that has bruised my heart
A world that has been cruel from the start
To leave the comfort of my twisted mind
To face a crowd of men unkind
To wipe my tears
And face my fears
To embrace reality
 
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