If I could find someone like you,
would the voices stop?
If I could be normal like you,
would the world make more sense?

Would the darkness clear?
Would these empty fears fade away?

If I could breathe, would I be safe?
would this envy stop?
If I was brave, would there be hate?
Would I turn and walk away?

Would I take a stand?
Would I cramp another smile and say….

…I’m not ok, I don’t feel brave
Think I lost the pieces I had left to save
I need help, I need a drink
Think I need someone to lift me when I sink


Don’t want to cry infront of you
So I take another glass
Don’t want to feel this mutant love
So I waste my time on play

I will never be clear..
I will never stand and say…

…I’m not ok, I don’t feel brave
I have lost the parts worth to save
I need help so give me a drink
That is all just another drink

Leave me alone, I take it back
I can deal with this on my own
Close your eyes, don’t want to be seen
That is all, let’s have another drink