As I look around my room,
I suddenly realize,
I'm wearing a mask,
A fake disguise,

Sweat dripping of my face,
I feel myself changing,
Everything around me,
Shape shifting and rearranging,

All this emotion and pain,
Will change me in a big way,
I don't know who I am now,
But I will someday,

Now growing up,
Pictures will stay in my head,
When I get older,
And still when I'm dead,

All the memories,
The good and bad,
I feel them inside me,
And they're driving me mad,

I don't want to be the girl,
That everyone feels sorry for,
Don't want to live a life,
Like the second world war,

I'm sick of being mad,
It's all too much for me,
The hitting and arguing,
When will I be free,

What I'm searching for,
Is much bigger then imagination,
It's peace and happiness,
But that's beyond god's creation,

Might as well keep on fighting,
Until on side will surrender,
But just like world war 1 and 2,
Everyone will remember.