Castaway

Mend my ways for what For something I'm not How do I define The way that I'm designed It's wired in a way Like a rat stuck in a maze No I can't define How I'm designed Something in my chest Something in my soul I don't wanna think no more I don't wanna breathe no more If I'm here to listen What's even my worth then Try to fit me in The mold you've been making Cause i Feel like a stray Wandering from place to place And I'm rotting inside Trapped in this feeling Something in my chest Something in my soul I don't wanna think no more I don't wanna breathe no more