Echos of A Toxic Past
You’ve painted a new picture
You’ve chipped away the black
You’ve done your best to chase away the colors of your past
And what’s behind the curtain
Doesn’t matter anymore
All they see is who you were when you’re screaming on the floor
If were being honest
You don’t know who is to blame
Too old to point your finger in the face of all your pain
You’ve fought back your demons
But they’re never truly gone
Living in the places of your heart they don’t belong
They can’t see how far you’ve come
When they pull away the blinds
Reminded of your past, they stay far behind the line
“Be grateful you are lucky
Be grateful child of mine”
Why can’t they see how much it takes just to stay alive
Your mind was broken long ago
But, you are not the pills you take
At least that’s what you tell yourself each and every day
And if you cant get up each the morning
You only have you to blame
No ones gonna pick you up in the wake of secret pain
Life isn’t what you thought
What an understatement my friend
Life is just a battle for survival in the end
hoping if you lose your way
'Someone will remind me who I am"
Stop painting a new picture
Your canvas is allready ruined
Shredded from the knife that still cuts you from your youth
Don’t live your life for them
They wont see you anyway
Just the stain on the curtain from your battle with your pain