Truth Behind The Lies

Being the odd one out is always the worst,
Especially when you have no sanctuary to turn to,
Home has turned into a hell, and school is where the devils dwell.
Sleep is your only sanity, keeping you safe from reality.

When time has begun to stand still and you don't truly know what is real,
Questioning what you've been told,
Searching for some form of truth hidden within all the lies,
Mom got a husband, who gave her a daughter,
Dad gave me a step-mom, who gave him two sons,
I don't belong there, and here is where I face most of my fears.

Finding that I wish to run,
Away from this home,
But with nowhere to go, and no place to turn,
I find that sleep, tucked into my bed, is my only safe place,
My only place for me to escape the voices nagging inside my head.

Speaking things that make sense
How mom's husband doesn't like me
How my family has been torn
That if I were to run, not a soul would mourn.

Then I think of the daughter, that looks at me with eyes much like my own
What would she thinks of her sister because she would not know?
Know the confusion of belonging in neither a house nor a home,
For both of her parents live under one roof.

And what would my mom think if she were to know?
Deny Deny Deny, the whole thing a lie,
It's all inside my head,
Yes that's probably what she would have said
With no one to talk to, and nowhere to turn.

I'm stuck in a hell that has given me nothing but the burn of a family
That was never meant to be.
I'm pretty positive that they'll be happier without me.