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I think in my desolate room wondering why
Why can I not follow my dreams without my body rejecting it?
My arms crossed my mind wondering
Wondering to thoughts that could lead to a better life
But in the end my body and soul spits at it in discussed
No matter how much I regret my self for doing something idiotic
My cold soul feel entirely right

Everything around me that I see I could change it
Change it to be better
But my soul kills it
The murder to my mind
My mind to happiness

My life toys with me with the word love
Everyday I think about it
But every time I find it
It toys with me then pulls it away from my heart
Then soon enough my heart is broken into two
I can't take it anymore
Being tortured like this hurts me inside
Every teardrop that falls
Feels like a part of me has gone away

I don't want to be this hateful person
Being selfish for my self
Not caring for the dead
Not deciding where to go

I wish these chains were free
The chains that reject my ideas
The chains of rejects
I strive to the top but it always pulls me down
Down to shame

Once I find a way
A way to break loose
Break away to show my ideas and not be pulled down
To show everyone that I can do it
That I am someone
That I am not some hateful person
Or a person who is always lonely

Only dreams and love could break these chains free
Free to eternal happiness and peace.