My eyes are dry
As my heart is sinking,
I've sat here all night,
Drinking and thinking,
Why Me?
I ask in wonder,
As my heart fills with thunder,
The pain rises from under,
Under years of memory suppression,
Under drugs that left impression,
Under a life of being someone's possession,
Under a skin longing for aggression
Why Me?
I ask out of hate,
As my brain opens the gate,
To my past I've tried to sedate,
