Mind.in.a.box

I look back, so much time.
what once was, now it's gone.
now it's fine, now it's fine.
I had to leave myself,
to find out who I am,
and to build a new self.
I look back, so far back.
and I know it's all gone.
I'm so glad, I'm so glad.
I have found a new life.
there's a line in my past,
cuts it off like a knife.
I will kill the machine,
because it has to be done.
get over what I have been,
and then never need to run.
I will realize my dream,
with all the blood in my veins,
to fight the machine,
until none of it remains.