måndag 21 december 2009

As I sit here alone, trapped inside
I'm quiet, though my mind is screaming
Get me out of this hell, take me away from the world of despair
Constant emptiness, a never ending darkness

We're all striving for perfection, still I'm stuck here
Blank words, lack of feelings, of thoughts
We don’t live by the same conditions
You can’t do nothing but accept that fate.

I’ve never really been able to see myself as a “Somebody”
This is something I still strive to master
Accepting myself
It's not hard to hide that insecurity we’re bearing, constantly torturing us.

I'm fine

We’re weak, we’re false, we’re idiotic, we’re really so fucking weak

Just let go of that picture you have
None can change the future for you.

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