The Disregarded -

sometimes I felt I was not alive

worn down and numb from this constant strife

living each day trapped under the weight

I cleared my mind there’s so much time I’ve spent

living a life based on other’s demands

so I chose a way going against the grain

I am the disregarded searching for something more

isolated from where the truth’s withhold

I live this life until my heart stops beating

Don’t want to be a dead man breathing

I like to dwell on the possibility of obscurity

I live by my own set of rules

I am the disregarded searching for something more

isolated from where the truth’s withhold