me against me
Screaming yelling out of fury
then saying I am so sorry
then saying I am so sorry
that's how I have become
not the one I used to be
not the one I was supposed to be
irritated at everything
flattered at nothing
I feel so insecure
abandoned and obscure
lonely in the midst of the crowd
wrapped in my own sewn shroud
it feels like being six feet under
is there ever any escape I often wonder
The ground beneath my feet is crumbling
The roof above my head is leaking
and my faith in myself is breaking
Don't know what made me so
Don't know what brought me here
there is nobody with whom I can share
my broken heart , with whom I can repair
The leaking roof above my head
The crumbling ground beneath my feet !
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