Before

What were you hoping for?

When I lay shattered into pieces

All over your bedroom floor.

I am here for different reasons

Hand pressed against the glass door.

Contaminating you with my social diseases,

Eyes ablaze and ready to roar,

Head full of sinister ideas,

Before I'm displayed in a museum,

Shaken to the core,

Before they take my freedom,

I've heard this all before,

With the string and the needle,

I can't live with this anymore.

You're words were lethal,

You stitched me up you whore,

I wish I knew how evil,

I would've seen what i was in for.

Your efforts were so feeble,

I don't even have to settle the score,

There won't be a fucking sequel,

You are mr.jeykll,

Nothing you did was accidental,

You're heart was surrounded by nettles,

what you did was fundamental,

Fueling me to become a rebel!

Which has become instrumental,

to rising above the rubble,

My mind is kind and far more gentle,

Helping me to find the missing pieces of my puzzle,

Like all though, I have struggled,

The waves have torn through my life vessel,

And look how much I've buckled,

The only mark left was made by my pencil.