My Hidden Past

Tired of all the rows
just want my soul to fly
hate being chained down
when all i want is to touch the sky

Hidden in the dark
masked and kept away
tabbooed for a reason
untill that frightful night

The wound is opened 
thrust under spotlights
everyone rubbing in salt
all we can do is fight

words whirring, minds spinning
complelely lost in this mess
tears, rows and anger fuel us for this war
our only way out is if i confess

Everyone suffers because of me
i've lost control of this game
its gone to far, and now it must end
i know now that nothing will ever be the same

Our family's little secret
that we managed to hide
is blown out of proportion
and its all my fault

stupid me for feeling low
for feeling suicidal
for talking to counsilors
stupid me...doesnt deserve to be apart of her family....