I understand why 3am is so lonely.
There's no one there for you to share your mind.
The feeling in my chest is overbearing,
I'm short of breath and can't seem to unwind.
I'm turning into something that I didn't want to be.
There seems to be a constant anger coursing over me.
This mirror doesn't show exactly who I want to see.
How did I become the man in front of me!
There's a battle raging deep inside
That I can't seem to get the upper hand.
For every forward step I seem to take
I take a backwards step and lose command.
There's always been a question that I've asked,
It's "why the fuck do I even exist? "
If I disappeared without a trace,
How much would my memory be missed.
I'm turning into something that I didn't want to be.
There seems to be a constant anger coursing over me.
This mirror doesn't show exactly who I want to see.
How did I become the man in front of me!
