You write as if there nothing left
as if lie goes by and lives you behind
take a step back and look at the mess you created
you watch as you see that all you've done is tortured yourself
with the pain and suffering
with the cuts and gashes
too deep to feel
too deep to heal
you write away
to get past the glass that closes us in
how can you carry on this way and hope to see the very next day
i tell you this and listen please
i don't know you through the glass
i cant see how small or how large your Case is
but notice this
each an every one of us has a purpose
a right to live
and everyone has there own defective case
so listen here
i cant tell you haw to live
i cant tell you that on day you may find what your looking for
but i can tell you this look pass the glass case which holds us in
find the force within
and open that case
and be free
free from the pain that destroys you soul
