This stranger I see with my mind
Sits inside her little bubble.
Could that have once been me?
I walk alone, telling the voices to shut up!
Hands reach into my bubble,
reminding me of my pain.
Stupid Assholes! Leave me alone!
In my bubble, I feel safe.
In control, noone can touch me.
Alone, I roll around in my pain
Soaking its comfort into my crevices.
What would I do without it?
It's all I have.
Ashamed for not being perfect.
In my bubble, I can stay in my head.
I don't have to come out in the big ugly world.
I want to be something, but living hurts so bad
Don't fit in with the good, the bad, or the ugly.
Where do rejects really go?
What voice? Speak up?
Break my bubble you say?
Kill, Steal, Destroy what hurts me?
SHUT UP!