with my picture laid on paper do you ever think of me when you sit and draw your mind out maybe then you ll finally see i put my back against the wall just so i could watch it fall only to create distance made of a false sense of hope you know i never liked the long drive home i know you never liked the thought of being left on your own keep hiding from the past mistakes you can t escape or keep fighting the urge to kill this when i don t deserve it i m left with no words to say but you need to know i m not okay cause every day is a climb up hill i ll be here life standing still wasted time adds up to nothing but i ll be something mark me up as wrong and broken don t be scared to tell me honestly everything you d want from me forget about my empathy and tell me just where i should be