This the kind of person I am
I run towards those who don’t love, those who can’t appreciate me
Those who don’t give a damn
If I agree or disagree
The pain has become a drug
The tears I spare, something I don’t see
but I don’t want to unplug
Because only with it do I feel free
The fire in them calls my name
I can’t help but yield its call
my head tells me my heart to reclaim
but on my own I feel so small
I can’t explain how or why
I run towards those who hurt me most
They push me down, but I feel high
What’s left to fight – a ghost
I sit here thinking in my mind
How their words cut more than any blade
But my heart, now theirs, has me confined
And truth is im afraid
I want to break free
I want to run away from it all
But this has become me
And there goes their addicting call.
