i cling to the life i used to have
with these bleeding scabbed hands
i'm falling farther and farther away
from who i used to really be
the child in me screams
as the adult in me kills her
i'm beating her out of my system
and learning to live this life
i'm no longer carefree
i no longer have an imagination
the colors and paint are dull
and i see no creativity
the little girl within me is dying
and i just don't care anymore
i'll bury her underneath bills