[Breana]

Contridicting is my nature, the word sees through blinded eyes
Two sides, there's always a sad story the broken souls cry
I weep into an abyss filled with my memories, calling me
On the edge the pain feels like weakness, don't let me fall it screamms
I see two worlds collide and black fills my heart, a cold glance at naive minds
So easy is it to be carefree, when all I want is black and peace, I want nothing
Standing on the edge I weep, staring into the memories and future I dred
Unable to move my soul is frozen my scars red, my eyes glittering with confusion
Why? Why can't I move... So much ahead.. So many voices in my head... So many thoughts cloud my mind... Why can't I just be blind...