Dearly beloved

Dearly beloved are you listening? I can't remember a word that you were saying. Are we demented? or am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure. Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? Am I retarded? or am I just overjoyed? Nobody's perfect and I stand accused For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse.
To live and not to breathe Is to die in tragedy. To run, to run away to find what you believe And I leave behindthis hurricane of fucking lies. I lost my faith to this,this town that don't exist. So I run, I run away The light of masochist. And I leave behind this hurricane of fucking lies. And I walked this line a million and one fucking times. But not this time!

I don't feel any shame, I won't apologize. When there ain't nowhere you can go, running away from pain. When you've been victimized.. Tales from another broken home-