Words by Blake Matthews

These four walls close in on me
I hide all the things no one can see
Walkin’ tall no one expects me to fall
The things that you see are not the real me at all

I don’t wanna be nobody else
I just want to be myself
I’m tired of things being this way
Hope it don’t haunt me one of these days

I’m walkin’ down a road of sorrow
Only hope is for a brighter tomorrow
I’m drowning in a sea of sadness
On my descent into madness

Is this a blessing or my curse
Am I the best or the worst
I burned a bridge I crossed today
Seems like I am just running away