Take away my things and go,
Leave no trace behind,
Enjoy a free life,
No boundaries,
No attachments,
No reason to lie,
Rewrite my life from scratch,
Take the silence, cherish it,
Turn it into music,
No reason to hide from it,
My mind won't conjure up a nightmare from it,
No more reality to run from it.
Loneliness was better than the drama,
No one to rely on but myself,
The music filled the silence,
Most the time,
i didn't even realize I had no friends.
But now there's the backstabbing,
The words behind closed doors,
Turned backs,
Asthma attacks,
Digging knives into old wounds and closed sores,
Don't ever trust too much they said,
And they were right,
But I just can't seem to get rid of this day too old habit,
That leaves scars on my back,
And my body rid of the reason to fight.