“I want to find something I've wanted all along Somewhere I belong”

“Don't want to reach for me, do you? I mean nothing to you, the little things give you away”

“I've lied / to you The same way that I always do This is / the last smile That I'll fake for the sake of being with you”

“It's easier to runReplacing this pain with something numbIt's so much easier to goThan face all this pain here all alone.”

“There's somthing inside me that pulls beneath the surface.Consuming.Confusing.This lack of self-control I fear is never ending.Controlling.I can't seemTo find myself again,My walls are closing in(Without a sense of confidence, I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)I felt this way before...So insecure..”

“Your anger is like the bubbles in a can of soda. The more you’re shaken, the more you want to let it out. The longer you keep it in though, the greater the size of the eventual explosion - and the flatter the drink at the end.”

“Memories consumeLike opening the woundI'm picking me apart againYou all assumeI'm safe here in my roomUnless I try to start again.”