Dead End

So now there’s a fork in the road I stand at this dead end A field full of fake friends Can’t find the words to explain Don’t know how I ever chose this But it’s fitting I suppose… it’s just getting old…real quick So tired of eating everyone’s shit And pretending I’m ok Just to be part of their emptiness Maybe the road was never wrong
Maybe I just stayed too long
Watching pieces of myself
Disappear to please someone else I’m done pretending
I’m done defending
Every lie I swallowed just to belong
If this is where the road ends
Then let it end
I’d rather walk alone than keep playing along It’s just getting old real quick
I’m tired of eating everyone’s shit
Smiling like I’m grateful
While they take another piece of me I bent until I fucking broke
Just to keep from being alone
Now I’m staring at the wreckage
Wondering what the hell I sold So now there’s a fork in the road
And I finally know what it means
I can stay here and disappear
Or walk away and finally breathe I’ve spent enough of my life
Trying to fit into their mold
If belonging means becoming nothing
Then I’d rather walk alone I watched the years disappear Trying to hold these people near Every sacrifice I made Was another piece of me erased I kept convincing myself That this was better than being alone But somewhere underneath it all I knew I’d never call this home