You try too hard. To be what though?
Hasn't felt like me for a long time.
I finally decided I want to be part of something
Not just the one peeking in from the side lines.
Been left out my whole life. At least it feels that way.
Starting to look for the problems within.
Take my hateful axe and beat them down.
But can't fight hate with hate. In fact,
You can't fight hate at all.

What am I doing with this life?

Letting it go to a messy waste.

How can I stop the double edged knife?

This lonely dark empty I already taste.

Can I open the door which is locked?

How do I get the key?

Can I get to the knowledge that's blocked?

Can I really be free?