Don’t bleed me dry, unless you take the demons inside.
I don’t want you to show me your pride. I want to see what’s inside.
Silence is Not Golden. It only allows the fear to grow.
The Death of the Past was the Birth of the Future.
You can’t beg them to be there. You can’t plead for them to care.
I cannot stand still. Not for anyone, not even Myself.
The past is the only thing I want behind me.
Lies and truth…who is to say which is who?