A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate