You made me hate who I am.
I’m learning to love myself again.
You made me hate others too;
All I grew was bitter fruit.
I guarded myself with so many lies
That made me feel so safe inside.
No one in and no one out.
No more fear and no more doubt.
But all these lies were built on fear,
creating walls to keep me here.
This prison I made. it isn’t real.
There are no bars, there is no steel.
Who’s the one who put me here?
An empty room with just a mirror.
Only me, no one else.
no one to blame, but myself.
I’m the one who made this place.
It’s me, I’ll have to annihilate.
I’m the one who told the lies.
Revenge is mine for my demise.
I’ll build a cycle based on pain
To destroy myself until I’m sane.
And lead me right back to the start.
An empty shell, and broken heart.
That’s why I’ll choose love; not hate.
because I’m my own worst inmate.