This is a diary - The diary of an addict, It's just a diary - Only written words

Feb 16, 2005 11:46

I don't see myself,
Don't look at me,
You would burn
As my house lies empty and
I float against the time,
Come here, come in,
Burn for my soul.

-I made one step back and reached out my hand
To touch my picture in the mirror
I'm sticking in an armour of fear
Observing my image from the outside

I can't believe what's left of myself

I always tried my best and I never justified I tried so hard but in the end it doesn't even matter
Nobody's out there, no one to hold my hand

I can't believe what's left of myself
My time is up
I feel like I'm gone as long before my time is up

I made one step back and reached out my hand
To touch my picture in the mirror
I'm sticking in an armour of fear
Observing my image from the outside

I can't believe what's left of myself
I feel like I'm gone as long before my time is up
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