I wasn't ment to be,
Neither to live,
Nor much of a personality,
Always taken from life and the triles,
And always tossed aside as if vile,
The world of strife and some barbarous,
Everyone in tension quite harmonious,

Some need and some feud,
I'm me and you're you,
Living in this puzzled world,

We're all a broken mask,
The remains from the generations past,
Claimed by blood and rotten acts,
Created by stained glass,

We weren't created with souls so tainted,
The truth is last and we pay a price,
The cost for right was lost when we fainted,
The torments and evils can be furious,
Are all the thoughts of people so surpercilious?

Some need and some feud,
I'm me and you're you,
Living in this puzzled world,