What is this that I see?
Is this the person I want to be?
Is this who I am?
I used to be on the A-team, now I can barely stay on D- team.
Lately all I do is hang out in the dark.
The thought of seeing the light let me know that everything is real.
So, I hang in the shadows, and escape to another world.
That does not make it okay, deep down I am no good for me.
What made me happy, only draw tears down my face.
One day I know the door will close, and it something I used to pray for.
Why can I not make me happy?
Did the dark side win?
I no longer see the person I want to be.
This is who I am.
Too broken to see the pieces to put back together.
I will never be more than who I am.
The dream has given up on me, we never could agree.
The tears no longer leak, and the heart is too broken to see.
This is where I must be.
Alone for the world to see.
Misconception 