• happy on the outside dying underneath the skin.
    im trying to be happy in my life but i know i cannot win.
    years ago i saw this stuff and swore that i would change,
    but history repeats itself and i guess im in its range.
    i try to make things better but what do i always get in return?
    a swift kick in my back and hellish scar that forever burns.
    i want to make things better. i want to make things right.
    i guess the only way to accomplish this is merely to start tonight.
    i'll wake up fresh and start anew to change my life from the old to the new.
    i'll change my life or another or two. oh and watch out that person could probly be you.
    underneath it all lies the lust for a change.
    to start a new life and be out of times range.
    i want to go but i just can't leave somethings behind
    like the thought of the saddened faces of friends on my mind
    im just one person, like a sword in its sheath
    it looks harmless but don't judge because many things lie underneath