It's never been easy to break free of everything lost
Through horrible circumstances and the ways we cope
Was it really my fault?
Or was it something in between that and reality?
I'm hard on myself, but maybe I don't know
Let's backtrack, how did you react? How would you react now?
Could progress be measured by anything else?
Blanket statements on the inside
Breaking my own heart
The only way I know how to fall apart
I feel something entering
The void inside my hope
But these defense mechanisms will never help me cope
But I see the future in the faces of the people that still let me in
Despite the darkness that engulfs us all
Through a world that doesn't care
Everything that it destroys
All the systems we enforce that destroy
And even though I've been destroyed, I am still worthy of love