[Storyteller.]

Today was unexpected;
nothing here is how I left it.
Each day that passes by
just seems to feed the lie.
Closing in around me,
makes it so hard to see.

Now I'm standing on a ledge -
my foot creeps closer to the edge.
Friends all know what to say
to make me push them away.
What they can't know about me
makes it so hard to see.

I'm not holding my tongue for you anymore.
I'll scream so loud, 'til I drown you out.
Now you can't hold me down anymore.
I'll scream so loud, I'll scream so loud, 'til I drown you out.

So many days of silence,
too many destructive ways to vent.
I hope they set something free.
Didn't know they were out to kill me.

Today I'll turn it all around,
pick myself off the ground,
sweat all the sickness out,
force all the demons down,
stand up and set it straight,
get it right before it's too late.

For now I'm feeling fine,
left all the pain behind.
It's time to live my life;
I finally got it right.

I can still taste the words
on my tongue saying 'We're okay',
but when I raise my head up
to see the darker side that isn't me.
So now I raise my hands up,
so tired of giving in;
throw this all away and start again.