I'm sorry that my life must perish by no eyes
I'm sorry for the mask I wore to which you were so blind
Nothing would ever save me unless I wanted to save myself
Not Medication or therapy for my life I placed upon a shelf.
Ridiculed and laughed upon, judged to no return
It pushed this feeling on me it is that I believe I burn
This volcano is inside of me, you would never understand
And because of it is why you see the burns on the palm of my hand
Tonight though the volcano has erupted, finally at last
Now tonight is the first night you'll see me like this and happily the
last
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