Another day gone by with nothing said. Another wish wasted, another thought dead. Crying to myself am I the only one. Trying within myself but what's
Reaching hands- circling down I see it twist to nothing. Torn from what it meant, cut from existence... My fingers bleed, but reaching hands are not
Sometimes I feel like I can't break away, and I can ever get free from these chains... It burns me up, it tears me up inside- inside... My soul is forced
You condemn me for this life I chose, just look at yourself and all those afflicted by your views. You continue to act as if so pure, when you just add
When narrow minds meet they will combine, and bound by fear they will divide. But seperation can only destroy what's left. Ensuring the end of what's
frustration. In unreal aspiration- never allowing progression to begin- sights set so far ahead. Missing the start I fall once more. I must try one step
Minds decay for moments lost. Nothing's done, nothing's said... I won't let it go on. I won't let you steal what's left inside. I won't let it go on.
I lie in this bed of comfort so wide and so vast. My fears and anxieties lead me to wonder, how long will it last... Just ignore the problem, why don
The shadow is taking over by acceptance... The shadow is taking over. The movement pulled below. Stifled cries are thrown aside but I am searching for
Look into these eyes and tell me what you see. I'll call truth and hapiness sealed by destiny... Inside me... Can you see me... There is only one truth
Stepping ground lost, fallen through the sands of time. The security one know has been stripped back and exposed. Strong hands which before expressed
Breaking off a piece to big. You've had it in from the beginning. You couldn't handle what was created, and now you're stuck with no way out... Looking
What will remain of those days when it all meant something to you, the kid, and me. It was more than just something, yes, but it's changed. What will
Just when it felt like these walls weren't so close, and the grip of what held me tight was close enough for my escape... I fell again, and where were
espi-onage Critiques in camouflage, to catch you off guard You're just a sarge, and your truth is fraud I'll take away your strife, cause you cats is
Long ago in a dusty village full of hunger, pain and strife a man came forth with a vision of truth and the way to a better life he was convinced he
long ago in a dusty village, full of hunger, pain and strife, a man came forth with a vision of truth, and the way to a better life, he was convinced
