white paper, gray words
leaden pain holding the hurt
secrets now told, open to all
cant fall now, can't drop the ball 
gotta walk tall, gotta stand strong
can't let them see that I'm wrong
have to be bulletproof for the world 
for the words that have come unfurled 
must hide all this pain
or take the chance of going insane
if they knew what I hold back
we'd all see the compassion they lack
these gray words are my life
they are my sword, they're my knife 
slice myself and my enemies
the darker they get, the harder to see
can spell my pain without fear
can open scars with few tears 
no one has to know about the past
for this leg of the battle is the last.