One look at my life
And it seems all's alright...

It's kinda sad really. People go to read things...

I hear what people have to say
I read what they cannot...

A floating thought
A string of time...

Rain of terror
Cry of night...

By your hand did the weak fall
By your hand did the strong fall...

We may live on a spinning ball
But to me it seems so flat...

I must not be seen
If I'm seen I will die...

In my life I wonder
What am I hanging on to...

One would think if they looked
That I don't feel that pain...

In those final moments
What would I feel...

Death in thoughts
Desperation surrounds...