The Battle

by shadow   Nov 30, 2010


There are no other options left
There is no one to hear my cries
The world is a dark and cold place
Where truths are hidden behind lies

My soul is too tired to move forth
My mind is too full to think straight
Skin too thick to feel any emotion
The hourglass, empty, and now it's too late

You tried to change me into someone else
You tried to force me to smile politely
It's easy to pretend to disappear
When you're always taken so lightly

So let the bombs fall on my world
Let them destroy whatever may be
Watch the clouds of smoke rise above
As this life burns to ground before me

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