Trauma

Maybe I’m crazy

Maybe I’m selfless

Maybe I ain’t right (right)

Maybe I’m confused (confused)

Maybe I’m not dependable

Ain’t that right?

You say all I do is torture you

Well sweetheart you ain’t got a clue

All these years of torture

Started out when I was younger

My childhood is a blur

And I can’t help that this shit is obscured

This is the results of trauma

(Trauma)

(Trauma)

All the yelling and screamings got me ashamed

To show my face, day by day

One little thing can set off a trigger

My birth daddy took off and ran

I never really seen him again

All he did was torture my life

Because he’s got more issues than a dull worn out knife

All these years of torture

Started out when I was younger

My childhood is a blur

And I can’t help that this shit is obscured

This is the results of trauma

(Trauma)

(Trauma)

(Trauma)

You say I’m crazy

You say I’m selfless

You say I ain’t right

Imagine going day by day, not sure what’s coming your way

You build your walls up to avoid the pain

It messes with your mind day and night

The stress, the crying, the bleeding, the torture

I wanna run awayyyyyyy (run away)

Imagine being in my shoes

You say “people got it more harder than you do”

Doesn’t make this any less

Of the hurt I feel (day by day)

You wouldn’t last a day in my shoes.