Being Me

I turn inside outside my head
Like a festering wound
That refuses to heal

Never have i felt so sick and alone
My life as it was shall never be again

Raging to the world
Inside my head
Where only i can hear myself
There's no reason behind it
Only uncontrollable feelings

I will not cry
These hands will touch
Neither glass nor steel
They shape the world
Until it's time for another
To step inside and see

Warmth, protection, comfort
These things everyone craves
Why should she be different?
If she find none of these things from me
Who am i to deny her
From seeking them elsewhere?

Raging to the world
Inside my head
Where only i can hear myself
There's no reason behind it
Only uncontrollable feelings

I will not cry
These hands will touch
Neither glass nor steel
They shape the world
Until it's time for another
To step inside and see

I will not cry
These hands will touch
Neither glass nor steel
They shape the world
Until it's time for another
To step inside and see
Despite the hurt and pain
There's always something more
I'd rather be doing anything else
Than being me!