I broke the wall that holds me in.
I was so numb, so stuck
I had to let myself out so I broke the wall
I watched as a small river of sadness poured out of me.

At night when my mind races and my heart stops
I think about my walls.
I can't sleep until I tear it open
when it keeps rebuilding itself over and over.

It is dark in my mind and it keeps raining.
A cloud follows above my head.
The smiles around me are what keeps rebuilding my wall.
I grind my teeth and wish my head would stop hurting.

Nothing is wrong with me
no matter what people say.
The path I choose may be different 
But I choose it anyway, pain and all