Could It Be...

Walking down the street, doging glances
Life feels like a bunch of complicated dances
And every step leads to a infinite darkness
But the hate they bring is irregardless
Of the pain so, learning to bottle it all up
It makes me so sick i wanna through up
Could it be, may be
I didn't have to deal all this sh**
Could it be, may be
I never had to go through it
Could it be, may be
Life wouldn't be so complicated
If my mind didn't feel infiltrated
May be then i wouldn't be irritated
It just seems lately, that every one wants to hate me
But I can tell they can't relate to me
Sometimes I wonder why this is hapenin'
I take their remarks and the pain attached to them
Could it be, may be
I'm not meant to love
Or could it be, may be
I'm not meant to hate
Could it be may be
I deserve this fate
I no longer know who to trust, no surprise
Ash's to ash's dust to dust, but the lies
They'll stay with me always, they may not be real
But it's all I have left to feel
As you live some pretend life with some fable
With the pain, I learned to deal
All the stress gives me a reason to fight on
But the pain gives me something to set my sight on
Could it be, may be
I'm afraid to lose control
Could it be, may be
I'm afraid to lose sight and fall into the hole
could it really be, may be I'm finally whole

 
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