Expose me for all that I am. The man behind the masquerade, I am my own false witness. Fact resides solely in the depths of my mind... and will I ever really let it come to surface? You only see what I want you to see, and you believe all that you"re told. Serenity is a beautiful hoax. A liar. I have the whole world convinced of my contentment. No truth in this. I"ve lost count of all the times I made it home alive...and wished I hadn"t. Expose me for all that I am. The man behind the masquerade, I am my own false witness. I"m left to conquer the mountains in my mind, and I am my maker. Life is what"s killing me. I hate the fact that I"m just fine. Forever seeking anything to take responsibility. Life is what"s killing me. I hate the fact that I"m alive. Forever searching for my scapegoat because I refuse to face reality. At least I can say I tried, to cherish every single day when I woke up and didn"t want to die. I"d work my hands down to the bone trying to stay suspended in those specific seconds. But I know I"d just be counting down the minutes until I"m miserable again.