"Pick up your pieces and carry your heart
This world is cold and it'll tear you apart
Face your darkness and turn on your light
Cause if you don't, you'll be a shadow of the night
Forget your dreams and forget the pain
Because you'll always will be the same
Paint upon your skin at your own choice
No one will listen, you are the silent voice"
These are the things he tells his self all day
He is lost, He has been to long astray
His path has been haunted and no longer cared for
His actions have been blocked and he has been ignored
He is needing to wake up from a hell of a strife
But he is being bounded by a thing called life.
