So you've seen sick, get set for twisted
Don't know what it's like, but I know the feeling
Facing your fears like false horizons
When the light seems so warm and bright beyond this glass ceiling
So you've seemed sad, what happened to you
Is there always a reason for the breaking
We compare all our sob stories
And lament at ill-intents in the time it is taking
So you've sewn seeds of solipsism in your eyes
Always giving glares of gleeful grimness to your only friend
Hoping someone out there saves you
Hoping someone out there believes you can be saved in the end
So you've sat silently for some time here alone
As they label you with lies you accept out of guilt
The screaming voices harmonizing with the passing moments
As you twist the knife into a wound out of which no blood was spilt
So you've secretly seduced so many hearts to hope
In a desperate effort to earn redemption on your own
But this despair within delineates a falling now familiar
So you twist and turn and never learn to burn up this anguish all alone
Thursday, October 28, 2010
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