Is it the pain that keeps me binded to the ground?
Shackles clashing against another,
Waiting for the freedom that would never surface.
It all feels tiring,
Everyday I'm breaking,
With no one to talk to,
Afraid the little left my leave.

No one told me an adult life is this hard,
Always wanted being an adult.
Now that I am,
Faced with the cruel reality,
I want to be a baby again.
Who's innocence and a single smile touches the soft hearts, that melts.

Why is it so hard?
Traumas seems to be taking me away from the light,
Binding me with the dark.
I've tried to escape from the cold and cruel hands of my past,
But it keeps resurfacing each time.
Reminding me it's never leaving.
Tried letting it...