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I can't write the words in my head tonight.

I can't control my thoughts to win this fight.

This is my way out.

Gotta win any day now.

In my head chaos rears it's ugly face.

Praying for a miracle before it's too late.

Don't worry I'm not going anywhere.

Just fighting off these feelings that no one really cares.

This is my battleground. Maybe here I can win it,

but everyone leaves as soon as they see I'm different.

Ever thought maybe that's what you need?

Don't worry though, I'll never stop being me.

A million thoughts bombard my brain. 

People leaving again and again.

Always to the worst case scenario.

It makes me think that I'm the one who's terrible.

It wouldn't be so easy to believe

If the only thing they all had in common wasn't me.

It is though. That's just the thing.

That hurt never loses it's sting.

It stays stuck in my brain, yet to be proven wrong.

A terrible pain that never stays gone.

Here we are. The words came to me i guess.

Problem is, in my head is a chaotic mess.

God makes all things new. That's what they say.

I just wish it was my turn for once. I'm tired of games.

To be honest, I'm afraid to make a move.

If I do or if I don't, either way I might lose.

I promise you, give me one chance. That's all it will take.

Try different for once. That's all i have to say.