"happy? whats that......?
m'dear I don't know the meaning."
Inside this frail mind,
I hear the voices,
Fighting, battling.
Over whether I live or die.
Fight or try.
Bleed or cry.
I'd like to say this is over,
I'm done.
But I can't give up now.
The world holds yet darkness,
But still beauty.
Beauty that lies within her eyes.
Her heart.
Save me, save me my angel.
I sent an army so strong, so powerful,
To defeat my enemy.
When they came back,
They told me they can't destroy the enemy.
"Why?" I asked.
One soldier replied.
"Because your enemy is you."
So I turned around and showed my back to him.
Knowing well myself that I can't fight me.
I'd have to leave.
