Anxiety controls my emotions how much more can I take
Confined to this chair for life I find
That not much really matters to me
I know I’ll never fully regain
what rightfully belongs to me
I cry… born blind I wouldn’t miss
What wasn’t there, cause I’d never see
I pray for some day that I’ll see like my dreams
What does it mean… to walk by myself, on my own
It’s a feat that escapes me
They laugh. Well look at me
You know that they’ll say what they say
But never what they mean
Things taken for granted stolen from me
All of our lives we’ve been lied to
I may not see, but you’re blinder than me
I won’t fear death’s beckoning
To die is a fate that I will face
Sound the cannons bury me at sea
To sleep is a gift, so give me rest
No longer will I live to bleed
Forget what you’ve been told
Search for answers beneath your feet
To lie is their way
You know that they’ll say what they say
But it’s too hard to believe