This is from the place that I hold inside,
The place that I try to hide,
That place that freaks my mind,
It's from the place where I try to die _
Right beneath my skin,
An ocean is bubbling, boiling,
Questioning an empty life, my sins,
Is it all in vain, this toiling?
This Lack that I hold inside,
The emptiness I try to hide,
The aches that scar my mind,
This feeling that I must die _
Right beneath my skin
Are my truths turned to lies,
Voices screaming in my mind,
"No good", my uselessness amplified -
For me to see what I've become,
A stranger I refuse to love,
With blank eyes, a loud mind,
An empty heart _
If only I could not see
This depth of emptiness
Staring back at me.
