Woorden: The Carrier. Alcatraz.

I've spent so much time imprisoned in my mind, told to shut up and sit down, to close my eyes. I've realized what they've done to me, trying numbing me from the pain of the world. It's everlasting, it'll never go away, it'll never change, not today. Even sheltered lives can't hide from not feeling alive it's like throwing knives and my mind. It's like stabbing out my eyes. I mean every word that I spit, it comes from the darkness of my mind. It comes from the pain inside. I feel it all the time. Nothing will ever change, you can't change the hatred that I feel. That's a power of mine and I've realized I'm done decaying inside. I want to see better days. I want to see hope in things. I want to see a different way, to make the pain go away. I'm taking my life back, it's mine