I am always the prisoner of my own mind.
I don't know what's wrong with me, but I cannot fight.
It's like I sometimes just wanna belong, somewhere.
I don't wanna be like this, when I can't even look in the mirror,
Without thinking it's really not me who's looking back at me...
I need some change, for the sake of myself.
I cannot see straight, this thing has spread itself all over me.
I am always the last one to crack a joke, or laugh.
Worst things; all I see in me, when I realize who I was, it's sad...
It's like sometimes I'd wanna look them in the eyes,
Because now I don't have the guts, to even try to control,
What's going on inside, I feel panic, in the crowd of people...
Because I'm stuck in the past me, and I can't accept,
What I turned out to be...
I need some change, that'd wipe my fears away.
I want someone, who'd love me, for who I am inside...
