Staring through broken glass
Time stands still, as pain won't pass
I see the mountain top, where ice moves not
I see through rock, standing in one spot
I fall at the bottom, begging to climb high
I fall back asleep, hoping I won't die
My honest intentions are blocked by my choices
All I can hear are my own tortured voices
I hurt when I think of the person, the one who is to blame
I call to the sky, I call out my own name
I will try again, I will try hard
I'll heal in sleep, leaving my scar
What have I become, my sweetest friend
I am this person, I cannot pretend
The light is on, my words are calling
The birds are chirping, the dark is falling
I hear a voice, a god given truth
My mind is beautiful, and yet it's abused
I rest my breathing, I slow down my thoughts
If this is the one life I live, I'll have to be taught
I'll have to listen to my voice, I'll have to listen to my instinct
I'll have to end this battle, I'll have to find a clear link
Where do I go, when my thoughts are a race
How do I slow down, in a life I can't escape
Depression is the cause, but that's not the reason
A weakness lies within me, in a room I'm already leaving
I stare out the window, for a new day has dawned
I stare at my reflection, for I only have one
How will I change, how will I let go
How will I be stable, when will the sky show
I wear a crown of thorns, upon a liar's chair
I live in an open book, in a truth and not prepared
I will end this one day, I know I will
For it is life I want, but it is I, I kill
I can still be the man, the one who wears glasses
I can still find the light, for I've already passed this
These are my words, this is my honesty
This is an illness I have, I've chosen to let you see
Could this be, that I don't know why
The sun has risen, and yet in bed I lie
