it's tough for me to make a choice at what i wanna be
cuz i oughta just raise my voice enough with running
free me from this nonsense cuz constantly all that i see's
brought a lot of numbness, the reason's become this altering
am i now a monster, i'm not exhausted but suffering must halt or
the results are, i promise things going down farther to the bottom
pardon me, but these problems were started and no longer i'm offering
my heart cuz the hardships helped pull us apart stronger, stop following
this soldier's still marchin for my importance in art cuz my story longs to breathe
and transform me out the Halloween portrait: a dark portal which scarred my lead...