Rozavlea

Clawing

Crushed by the weight of a world that never had love for me.
Heard their lies, their lies are old and they never made sense to me.
So here I hide. Here I reside.
Burnt by the eyes of a world that I never embraced.
Tried to find peace of mind but it always slips away.
So here I hide. So here I reside. Crushed.
Crushed by the weight of a world that never had love for me.
Heard their lies, their lies are old and they never made sense to me.
Knuckles white. Vision blurred. With broken hands I am clawing.
Clawing my way out. Lost amidst confusion, can't seem to gain control.
Evolution's a process too slow to save my soul.