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I sit here, broken, on the floor
I shake and shiver, and stare at the door
My heart heels heavy, my chest's going to burst
My eyes hurt from unshed tears
Tears that want to be free
From unsaid fears

I swallow hard
I close each eye
And sing for all I'm worth, just so I won't cry
I have to be strong, even if I don't want to be
I have to pretend, and see things I can't see

And as they torture me, as they prod and poke
I take it all in, looking for the joke
For the joke that will tell me I don't need to be sad
"It's just a joke, no need to get mad"
But I can't stand it, I'm falling apart
And I wonder what you'd see if you looked in my heart
I take a deep breath as I start to go under
Karma makes me pay for each and every blunder

I can't go on, I can't get through
But I know that I have to, because of you
I hate this, you know
Every word is a blow
You're what keeps me hanging on, what helps me survive
You're the one who keeps me alive

And as I lay on the floor
And turn away from the locked door
I give in, I bread down, I fall, I cry
My wings are broken, too torn to fly