you say.. you say you miss the person i was yesterday, and you want the old me back. But you see the person i was yesterday was a façade mearly a mirage. Something you see inside your head. And the old me. The old me, shes buried deep in the past with everything else that i need to forget. You never met me, not the real me. Because her shes hidden behind a 10ft wall and you need to prove yourself to climb over or find away around. You say you want to help me, that you want to understand me. But you donr if i was you id look and run. Cause whats hiding behind that wall, its cut, bruised and broken. Ever since i was little, i liked to be alone but never wanted to be lonely. But when youve got nobody but yourself, you learn to get stronger to not trust anybody cause even a white rose has black shadow. And forever i shall remain a lost boy. Forgotten and misunderstood.