Sorrows just a sorry sight.
Sorrows just me playing weak.
A cry is just an upside down laugh.
A laugh is just a fluke cry for help.
Helps just a way of communicating.
Communication is just false rejoicing.
Rejoicing was there for you and me.
You and me were sent to hate.
Hate what comes upon us.
We hate our destiny.
Im destined to crave.
Crave for what which I shall not have.
I shall not feel sensation.
Sensation is what we love?
Love those who live not only in this world.
Not an alien, those who understand me.
Pleased to be there,
No matter how long.
Now Im alone.
Face the bitter truth.
Have mercy.
