It is sometimes better just to forget
And not try thinking about it and regret
In our eyes, we are sometimes ignorant
We block and push away the things we can't accept
Drowning ourselves in thoughts of decieving
And thinking of the days gone by so unending
Showing a weary smile to compress of who we are
Locking everything inside and now we're falling
Behind a mask if who we truly are
Is just another lie of our privacy
We secludes our feeling and our presence
To the ones we adored and lost
Longing for a conclusion to give us a solution
To this conflict we are dealing with in seclusion
Concealing our eyes and apart was the choice
Confining our path and so we lost our voice
And in the end this is just another dismal symphony
To yearn for the things that once were lost in agony
