I'm backed into a corner And angst is at the other end I seek a place to finally lay to rest Mend and forget What's it like to be happy Cause that's all I want to be What's it like to not forcefully make it through the week? I'm stuck inside a reoccurring nightmare Wake me up Please wake me up I'm in a room full of people and everyone has made mistakes But no one should be made of mistakes And that's all I've grown to be My mistakes have made me I can't seem to figure out what's wrong with me but I've found a sense of comfort in seclusion My thoughts always get the best of me I've been to busy treading in the past Reliving all of my mistakes Running down an endless path I feel as if the world is out to get me, suffocate me I fucking hate what I've become Plagued by my past but I will never succumb To insecurities My insecurities If sanity means feeling everything then I'd rather not feel at all I'm in a room full of people and everyone has made mistakes But no one should be made of mistakes And that's all I've grown to be My mistakes have made me