i persevere through each day, with no regret of past actions
those past actions had left a faint scent of satisfaction
those past actions had left everyone shaking their heads
thinking i was in my own world, not looking ahead
i live through each night, sitting alone all to myself
now with clean hands thanks to the beliefs of someone else
i have old memories shrunk into framed pictures standing on my shelf
i have old memories vividly drawn out in my recovering mind
breaking them down everyday, i continue to redefine
everything i had once held dearly
i still hold them dearly, and every night i sign it sincerely
all you faggots have no idea what is going through my head
your influences continue to creep in my heart and continue to spread
you keep me happy and content, as i start a new life
all you faggots overreacted in what you called a time of strife
and i continue to sit alone through each and every night
because the decisions i have made do not seem quite right
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