The Scars on Our Hearts

Get me out

Get me out

Get me out

Let me out

Let me out

Let me out


I’m crawling out of my skin

In desperation to escape

I can no longer deny

My inevitable fate

If there’s anything I could possibly do

To get the Hell out of here

I would do it in a second

And carve a smile from ear to ear


“Purpose” doesn’t mean happy

Emotions are no longer what I care for

I’m drivin by the restlessness and rage

Of the past that I endured

I am overreacting and selfish

A product of my own bloodline

My past weighs heavy on my shoulders

As I gaze at a mountain to climb


I am surrounded by contentment

All including my own

Painfully, blissfully unaware

Of the big man claiming his throne

He’s watches us obsess over numbers

Grades, Money, Ranks

While we think we’re climbing the latter

He’s just busy making bank


“Purpose” doesn’t mean happy

Emotions are no longer what I care for

I’m drivin by the restlessness and rage

Of the past that I endured

I am overreacting and selfish

A product of my own bloodline

My past weighs heavy on my shoulders

As I gaze at a mountain to climb


After years of grief and turmoil

I’ve made it to the top

People flock to celebrate my name

While I’m busy watching the clock

Success goes with my name

But I don’t see that as my fate

I watch the hours tick by

As I await my grand escape

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