I need to leave Michigan and everything I have not done. Oh I'd die trying to be something worthwhile. I promise so mcuh of myself that it makes it hard to breathe. I feel the weight of what I say because its never what I mean. We all need some direction and I lie to myself. Im sick of this dependence, im sick of being helped. Oh, I lie to make myself believe that I'm worthwhile. Open wounds; they turn to scars. In time they heal like broken hearts. We're so messed up living our lives. That I can barely sleep at night. All I see is where I am And everywhere I'm not. I feel the place that I hace started Is the place that I will rot. I can't stay standing still too long, I'm afriad I'll never leave. Im afraid of myself and where I want to be. Everywhere looks better then right here. Oh I swear...