Self victimization

The boy went running from the good
Thinking it ran away from him 
Face dim, fake grin, playing his violin, 
Sunny sky with his umbrella, 
So he stayed with his violin, with no sunlight taken in, 
Praying for someone to save his skin 
Not not knowing the only person who could help, was him
Looking at the past like where’d they all go, 
Because I don’t know I didn’t grow, refused to glow,
Being sad is all I know, but sitting in my seat, watching my show, 
Seeing the curtains close, helped me live 
I give and never take, my mistake, wouldn’t it be great, 
If I could date, not blame fate, 
Live my life, not think twice, clear skies, wouldn’t it be nice, 
Shine my own light, make it super bright, hold it really tight, for more than a night,
We all make mistakes, but they help us grow, 
Doesn’t make you friends with them, 
Happiness is given not taken, but everyone is still hatin, following satin, 
I’ve been in my shell for too long, I’m sure a lot can sing along, remember your never too far gone, 
To go back the way you came, not everything has to be the same, 
I’m done hiding away, head in my pillowcase, stone cold face, brain waves rapid pace, 
Life ain’t smooth but can be paved,
There aren’t heroes but can be saved, 
We all are a slave, to the rules we break, the pills we take, the habits we make, I’m taking happiness to the grave.