Occasionally I feel like the walls around are closing in on me
Physically I feel sumtimes I need the seclusion to be free
The irony at last I see
Reality is my perception
And my personality is my reflection
I must eliminate and change
Yesterdays pains today
I finally feel my wounds are healing,
releasing and pouring out of me
The pressure's success becoming apparently
a bigger part of me
I'm looking back at the things that I can't remove
My past's ok with me
The future's brighter than I could imagine it to be