Why wake up?
Why look at the world that creates these nightmares?
That truly is one.
Why move?
Why breath?
Why try to see the good?
When you're rose shaded glasses where ripped of.
Where's the rainbow?
Wheres the color?
That I once saw.
That seems like a faded picture,
Like past life you know it but have no recollection,
Only after you do I remember.
How strange it is the pain,
That I know once I did not feel,
But can't even think of not having it,
I strive on it to know I'm alive,
Moving,
And hopefully breathing.
I run from you like you're a plague,
That I'm already dieing from,
So close,
But at such a distance i keep myself away,
You are my sickness,
My plague,
That use to make me move,
That now makes me a broken toy,
I am no use!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But yet these new people guard me like a wall,
When you push close,
Though they do not know my pain,
They drive it away,
They keep my mind away,
The stop it from wondering in to my obis,
So widely spreed it should be hard to miss,
The smile wide,
Where the tears hide,
The life I still hade for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!
