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I have built up these wall to high to climb,

Individual bricks an insecurity I have.

A phoney smile to hide the pain inside.

If you were to walk around in my shoes,

Unimaginable things you would see.

The thoughts and feelings are too much to bare.

Every idea is an irrational fear.

Fear of something that wouldn’t happen

I wish that time would stop and reverse,

Go back to that horrid day and start over.

Erase the past and rewrite the future.

A dream of an imaginary tomorrow.

Haunted by memories of past mistakes.

The brightside seems like it is miles away.

Is this the life I am destined to live?