I may be broken.

But I'm not insane.

I hear them screaming.

And it doesn't matter,

That no one else does.


I've been here for forever.

Don't count the days anymore.

It doesn't matter.

Because I'll be gone soon.

And they won't miss me.


I have to get free,

To protect what I lost.

I have to get free,

To find myself.

This is a prison.


This is my hell.


I'm not insane.

I don't care what they say.

I'm not a lost soul;

Not yet.

I'm still alive.



But I am.


Death is for the invincible.

Good life if for the weak.


Pain is for those that don't belong.