Witness
Unmasking the Hidden Struggle: Witnessing the Battle Within
Lyrics
Expose me for all that I am
Desire to be exposed, to reveal one's true self completely
The man behind the masquerade,
The person behind a façade or disguise
I am my own false witness
Admission of self-deception, being one's own false testimony
Fact resides solely in the depths of my mind...
Truth is within one's thoughts and consciousness
and will I ever really let it come to surface?
Questioning if one will ever reveal their inner truth
You only see what I want you to see
Presenting a curated version of oneself to others
And you believe all that you're told
Others believe the presented persona without question
Serenity is a beautiful hoax a liar
Suggesting that inner peace is a false concept, a lie
I have the whole world convinced of my contentment
Successfully convincing everyone of contentment, though untrue
No truth in this, I've lost count of all the times
Repeated instances of denying truth or reality
I made it home alive and wished I hadn't
Regretting survival in situations, wishing for the opposite
Expose me for all that I am
Desire for complete exposure and unveiling
The man behind the masquerade, I am my own false witness
Reiteration of being the deceptive force in one's life
I'm left to conquer the mountains in my mind, and I am my maker
Being responsible for personal struggles and challenges
Life is what's killing me
Life's challenges and experiences causing distress
I hate the fact that I'm just fine
Discontentment despite appearing outwardly fine
Forever seeking anything to take responsibility
Avoiding accountability and responsibility
Life is what's killing me (life is what's killing me)
Reiteration of life's struggles causing inner turmoil
I hate the fact that I'm alive
Disliking one's existence despite being alive
Forever searching for my scapegoat because I refuse to face reality
Refusing to confront reality by searching for excuses
At least I can say I tried
Attempting to find solace in the effort made
to cherish every single day when I woke up and didn't want to die
Struggling with a desire to appreciate life despite inner pain
I'd work my hands down to the bone
Working tirelessly to maintain fleeting moments of contentment
trying to stay suspended in those specific seconds
Trying to prolong moments of happiness or relief
But I know I'd just be counting down the minutes until I'm miserable again
Awareness of an impending return to misery despite efforts
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