I couldn't tell you what I did last night.
Tell you what I fear or what I Like.
tell you that im confused or angry,
because i know that what I feel, you cant see.
I know that you would look but not see me.
I cant tell you that where i live isn't home
and when i'm home, im all alone.
I couldn't tel you that i'm sick
that i'm twisted.
I couldnt tell you that i'm killing myself and my soul trying to figure out what is right and what is wrong
sifting through what you say and what they tell me.
I couldnt tell you that I'm scared of the ones who say they protect me
because when I look at them i see what you can't see.
The ones that say they love me are more confused than myself
are dying inside, trying to sift between there delusions and who is really me.
Trying to find love and stay in touch in touch with reality is a compromise that they cant see.
And if i told you this,
I know how you would look at me.
You would look at me like i'm crazy.
Like i said, i see what you won't see.
I can't tell you that while you trying to teach me I'm thinking of the ones who need me.
Thinking of how without they would crumble
not die, but lose their mind,
Convinced themselves that they are showing me the way,
but all they have done is lead me astry.
If i told you this you would look at me,
But I don't want to hear what you think you can see.
I couldn't tell you that when I come here, i get angry
thinking about what you people think you can see.
Thinking about what i see in myself
and all I want to see in me is omething else.
I couldn't tell you where I'm at,
where I came From.
I couldn't tell you what i know and what I've seen.
I couldn't even tell you about the people that made me.
whenever I tell, I can see no one believes me.
All I could tell you is how I stopped changed my life.
how I broke the cycle of abuse and ignorence that plaged me.
That is something that i could tell you
When people hear my story,
That is all that they choose to see.