I thought
I'd be better
by now
I thought
I was mending
somehow
I thought
I'd find a way out

I know
god wouldn't test you
if you weren't strong
but why,
oh why
must I endure it
for so long
in this game of life
I'm an expendable pawn
it's always darkest
before the dawn
is what they said
but
they were wrong

for I've been beaten,
battered and bruised,
lied to, cried to,
I've grown used
to being used
alas,
I'm going askew,
this is a letter
adressed to those
who are drowning
in blue
maybe,
just maybe,
you feel this way too

you see,
I can never
look forward
so instead,
I look back
I search
for the...