Triggers make us think, and think hard.

Will anyone be there if I turn bad
Will anyone be there if I am evil, selfcentred, irresponsible
Will anyone be there if I am jus what everyone hates
Will anyone be there if I am a hypocrite
Will anyone be there if I wear a mask, and tell lies
Will anyone be there if I hurt everyone bad
Will anyone be there if I am myself no more
Will anyone be there if I am myself, but no more

I am alienated suddenly, I have everything and nothing
There's a little hole in me and I can feel it
I can fill it up or leave it empty
Maybe if I fill it up it'll still be empty
Because I never had it from the start
And I never will have, because I dont want to anymore
I am afraid, I am scared, I am not confident
Never one if I am so
Never will be
I'm sorry to make decisions not for myself
But I hope it'll turn out jus fine
I can't stand it any longer, and
It has been going on long enough.
Slowly but surely, I snip off the threads and defy my heart.
It struggles because it has always been the ruler, the king, the queen.

[edit]
No I can't do it
My heart is still the ruler, the king, the queen
It rules all
And I follow
Meekly.

I'd jus let it be, let it be
Because everytime I try to make it better it turns worse
When I go with the flow
It turns alright.

Sorry for even thinking that,
How dumb. Yeah,
I so shouldn't have.