In this world i call my own i get stuck in a fantasy world wishing wanting something i dopnt have..tired ofthe yellin the old fights that repeat from my history,I sit here and wonder where did everythinggo why did i decided to stay ...i have toalwayspretend to be something im not... i cry becasue im hurt hurt by someone i love..jealousy runs thick in my veins im broken now is it your fault i dont know but i want to feel again i want my old self back...butif i listento the voice inside will i kick my ass in the end..i have been broken some many times so do i deserve this pain i have indured i swore id never be in somethinglike this i refuse but look im stuck pulling and twisting everything is missing and im lost look searching for the person i use to call me.