i look in the mirror and try and find
every waste of breathe i've gathered over passing time
i'm not myself i never was
i'm just a kid covered in rust
the shame
is creeping up
my name
was never good enough
i watched my back, headed for home
the only common sense i've even known
i'm not myself i never was
i'm just a kid covered in rust
the shame
is creeping up
my name
was never good enough
and when i wake up i feel anxious
and i pray that i could change
but for now i'll stay the same from day to day
and when i wake up i'm so angry
that i made myself this way
avoiding change i swore to yesterday