Do you remember who you were before you were told who to be?
I canít remember the last time I was allowed to dream
Broken hearts and broken promises; Iíve lost track of each
This mocha leaves me feeling bitter when it should have been sweet.
When can I pick up the pieces of my fractured psyche?
Youíve got me fumbling in the dark like a rat in a maze
Youíve locked me in my own mind, and threw away the key
Yet everyone else brushes it off by saying ďsheís going through a phase.Ē
Instead of being taught logic, I was told what to think
Iíve got xís in my record for daring to think outside of the box
I spoke my mind; I was recommended to a shrink
Iíve learned to fear every time I hear the door knock.
You donít what to be locked in my mind
You donít want to peel back the layers of lies and secrets
Donít say I didnít warn you when youíre horrified by what you find
Pills are shoved down my throat to complete my treatment.