Pain and tears ripple through me
My vulnerability grows inside
A beast rips apart my sanity
Yet there is no one I can confide
A sense of paranoia overwhelms my head
My heart slows down to a dull beat
What will people think when I am dead?
I cannot walk away from this defeat
I do not know how I got here
How I went from joy to sorrow
Every day I wake up in fear
Every night I dread tomorrow
Will my loved ones catch me when I fall?
But the people I long for choose to ignore
It is hard for me to stand in front of people tall
I am never able to spread my wings and soar
Now I see my life has reached a dead end
Never will I be fully fulfilled
Inside I have a wound I cannot mend
It is my own happiness that I have killed
Am I still allowed to hope and dream?
I am stuck inside a fake good-life
Darkness inside me has shot a beam
Now I can only relate to a dull knife
I wish to be sharp like the others
But no one cares to give me a hand
I thought we helped one another
Now I see that is fantasy land
Fantasy land is where wishes come true
Where people love and are not cruel
I just want to meet someone new
Who will not take me as a fool
I want a friend who will stick by my side
Not those people who leave you where you’re at
But this is life and evil lives worldwide
And I suppose I have to accept that’s that
My vulnerability grows inside
A beast rips apart my sanity
Yet there is no one I can confide
A sense of paranoia overwhelms my head
My heart slows down to a dull beat
What will people think when I am dead?
I cannot walk away from this defeat
I do not know how I got here
How I went from joy to sorrow
Every day I wake up in fear
Every night I dread tomorrow
Will my loved ones catch me when I fall?
But the people I long for choose to ignore
It is hard for me to stand in front of people tall
I am never able to spread my wings and soar
Now I see my life has reached a dead end
Never will I be fully fulfilled
Inside I have a wound I cannot mend
It is my own happiness that I have killed
Am I still allowed to hope and dream?
I am stuck inside a fake good-life
Darkness inside me has shot a beam
Now I can only relate to a dull knife
I wish to be sharp like the others
But no one cares to give me a hand
I thought we helped one another
Now I see that is fantasy land
Fantasy land is where wishes come true
Where people love and are not cruel
I just want to meet someone new
Who will not take me as a fool
I want a friend who will stick by my side
Not those people who leave you where you’re at
But this is life and evil lives worldwide
And I suppose I have to accept that’s that


Post a Comment
Be the first to comment on this article!