The Price of Becoming (late-night outcry)
i stained this paper with my tears Of all the years Don't want to say i'm hopeless Coping with this mess It's not been easy No one said it would No told me this is how it feels- To be real i want out Now i'm tired, i tried It's this flesh Eating into my soul i remember the day very clearly i sold myself for a nose Why did i try to be like you? And in the long run- i'm still running chasing what is it-my dream? what done have to myself i? Once mankind but now in help.