i was lied to when i was told life was fair
and that someone would always be there
i hated myself more than anyone else
i was so unhappy with the cards i was delt
when i was a child
my castle was my home
now i walk down empy streets
memories and me alone
it`s easier to burn a bridge
than to cross it
to slip, give in, give up, move on, and try to forget
more`s been said in silence thancould ever be spokenin words
secrets shared
and promises kept
and feelings that will never be cured
