Well, I guess that I haven't been straight with you But I don't think that I could be if I tried to I've been wearing a mask so long that I would not know What I would look like if I let my real face show Sometimes I would like to scream in your face While releasing 10 years of my bottled-up rage Over work, school, broken love, and problems at home But it all seems so pointless when I'm left alone 'Cause when I'm alone my fears get in my head They say, "You're worthless, pathetic. Wear this mask instead. You're a disgrace to everyone that you call your friends." But I'll never wear that old mask again. Because I am clean, I am sober, my emotions are checked I am happy, I just don't know how to show it So when you see me at the side of the room Know I am grateful just to be here with you.

I was homeless once. By "once" I mean just 17 days But I often think about those days and the many fields in which I stayed. Almost every night I moved before it got light Because the cops knew my face here and I knew theirs. And they said, "Son, you can't be sleeping here." When said and done I still feel homeless inside. Things just haven't felt right since I can't remember, And I don't understand quite why. Life is heartache followed by sweet moments of regret. And I am not sure which one of those this is yet. Life is struggle followed by moments of missing home And I don't mean the place we rest our heads But the place we long for yet we never go. Gotta keep smiling. I don't mean "fake it 'til you make it" here. I mean "Life really sucks sometimes and a smile helps me to remember." If we could sell emotion I'd be the king of this whole earth But what good is feeling symptoms if I don't fight to make them work. Life is anger and I take it out upon myself When I could use all of that energy to be helping someone else. Life is heartless so I forget that I am not But I'll do my best to imagine just what I'm capable of If I used my heart and if I opened up.

You've got scars on your body that remind you of your tragedies Yes, I've got mine, but mine are in mentality I guess that's what it means now to be alive And I'd never trade mine even for a complete mind I know you trace yours to remind yourself it's all behind I guess that's what it means now to feel alive And everybody's talking about them good old days And I guess sometimes I too do the same But I feel much better now that I've let them go 'Cause my good old days were full of knives and empty bottles And the good old me was wild and uncontrollable I know I'm different now, but I feel whole

I said I wanted it to feel like it used to When it felt like everything hit at once But you are not convinced I'm sincere in my belief It's been years since I've felt that alive Since the summer of '12 if I remember it right Time to resurrect myself and end this suffering Won't let the worst years take the best parts out of me I've sent my pride sailing off with the wind I'll be happy when it reaches oblivion Maybe that's enough time for me to get it right I've done what any good man would do I took my blame out back and I shot him through I'm not saying I'm there yet but destination is in sight When I come back I'll get it right I hope the best parts of me haven't changed I'll give it all I've got to keep it that way When I come back I'll be a better man I don't want to feel this way again No...

I remember when it wasn’t dreaming that you and I were together. We were laughing at how love always seemed so easy. We were too young. There were lessons we’d be learning. When I was with you I felt nothing could come between us. You were my Helen of Troy and I your Menelaus, the dye was cast. As time passed Aphrodite she grew jealous of what we had. Now here I am alone again and wondering if this was all just in my head. I know we can’t change history yet I hope this can lead to more than simply ... being in my head. When I was with you I felt nothing could come between us. You were my Helen of Troy and I your Menelaus, the dye was cast. As time passed Aphrodite she grew jealous of what we had. Now here I am alone again and wondering if this was all just in my head.

You wrote me a letter You said that you’re feeling empty Or at least that’s the best way so far that you’ve found To explain the way that you’re feeling I know you’ve been taking things out on yourself ‘Cause old decisions you made have brought you to this place I see a dandelion growing up through the concrete And I’m sure that is not where it would like to be But imagine the strength it took it to break free You say it’s not enough to be a flower in the street When you look up and see all your friends as great oak trees But they really love you And they want to help you They’re not growing so high to make you feel so low They’re trying to show you how to make your own roots grow Please take my hand, I’m reaching out for you I know with time you will make it through You wrote me a letter You said this time you’ll try harder No guarantee that you’ll be here for more than one week I said friend one week’s a good starter I’ve been in your place, so broken and afraid Where I hid from the world when all I needed was an embrace No, I see a lighthouse steadfast in the billows Nearly drowning yourself yet you don’t say a word Until everybody else has gotten out of the storm You say it’s not enough to help everyone get out Because now that they’re okay you are alone in the swell But they really love you And they want to help you They’re not leaving the waves to make you feel unsafe But they’re marking the path to get you out of harms way I wrote the first letter this time I’m not waiting around to get your goodbye I know life’s treating you hard tonight but you’ve made it through hard times I did my best to explain to you That I know how it feels, I’ve walked in those shoes I won’t promise life gets better with time but I promise you do I tried to write what you mean to me But how can words explain these feelings If you are feeling alone tonight You can always talk with me You wrote me a letter Said you’re starting to do better But sometimes you’re still angry that you are still here But you take that to mean that somehow you still care You’re holding on tight to the things that you’ve got It’s one day at a time Yes, things are looking up I wrote you a letter We really love you We want to help you I did my best to explain to you That I know how it feels, I’ve walked in those shoes I won’t promise life gets better with time but I promise you do I tried to write what you mean to me But how can words explain these feelings If you are feeling alone tonight You can always talk with me So I wrote you a letter