Sick

Dec 07, 2004 20:11

Dieing,lying trying
its all in fun and games
fighting,laughing,crying
to me its all the same
pretending I am feeling
thats what life is to me
I am damned, lost and broken
misery is all that I see
living a life of darkness and pain
it is all that it will ever be
silent, quiet, dead as a tomb
living,breathing, I watch
safe and sound in an unfeeling womb
pretending for everyone,something I am not
the center of attention in every room
hiding, dieing, I am shaking with fear
I will be running away from this all to soon
I can barely contain my tears
deeper,lower, inside I run away
hiding all that I feel in there
saying only what you want me to say
hey look the new robot of the year
darkness deep, thats only skin thick
I die with every breath
I am done pretending for the sake I dont believe
Im done...you all make me sick...
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