I'm equally as ugly as you
in these dark days
I start my look at the world
in those same ways
My theories on life erased,
my view of things changed
Once loving of the little in life
now bored with the inane
I'm not as sweet as I thought,
never as pretty as I hoped
Forgot to make the choices
now I'm left to cope
My own decisions have brought me here,
my own thoughts keep hold
And I'M the only one that can release myself
or who can change this mold
Like a man held captive,
head hung low (and pulling),
both arms restrained,
pushing with anger
unfounded in name
So I hold my key,
my way out,
my destiny
But the same thoughts keep it,
won't let me hold it,
restrict me from my fame
I've fucked myself over
way from the start
And now I'm left standing
In more than one part