Feb 02, 2005 16:57
I was left inside a broken life that I couldn't wish away,
And my escape was hiding out and running for the door.
Living in the shadow of someone else's dream,
Trying to find a hand to hold, but every touch felt cold to me.
Living in a nightmare, a never ending sleep,
But now that I am wide awake, my chains are finally free.
Don't feel sorry for me...
All the days collided, one less perfect than the next,
I was stuck inside someone elses life, and always second best.
Now I realize, that it's safe outside to come alive in my identity,
So if your listening , there's so much more to me you haven't seen.
Don't feel sorry for me...
The past is in the past.