I remember back before my life was in control.
Back before surviving was my only goal.
But now it seems like that was a lifetime ago.
Whether or not I will survive each day, I never really know.

I lost my feelings in this life, and what used to be me.
I can't find myself at all, who I used to be.
My body feels no joy, and no sadness.
I feel nothing now, except only madness.

I can no longer see, and I can no longer feel.
I can no longer touch, I don't know what's real.
From other people's eyes, I have it all together.
But from my own, my soul has been severed.

On my face you will see the smile that I wear.
That I have to put on to gratify people who don't even care.
I wear a mask on my face that grins and lies,
that hides all the pain that I feel inside.