Thorns.

I could've been different, i couldve lied, i couldve been perfect. I couldve been someone else. But i'm not. I'm me. And I cant be anything else. Not for you, not even for myself.
All the good I do is marred by the past, It weighs me down when you remind me, the weight of my life, his life, our life. My family. When will it free me? I am trying so hard.
Lying in the bed crying, listening to the tracks that made me miserable in highschool. Waiting for the phone to ring, or an answer, clarity. Usually i would drink, but thats what got me here in the first place.
What is worth this? Nothing? Or have i just forgotten...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pU6KhFWvKPM