TearThey say you can see ghostsso it seems i'm not even a ghostI can't find no place to stayand so I feel only lostI have nothing to sayno dream or future awaitsit's like having a hopefor sadness to not go awayBy each tear dripping downa part of me is dyingI must be a big puzzlethat i'm visible when cryingI'm ashamed to be myselfmy words are lame so I do not talkI keep quiet because I just can'tinteract with others anymoreAll aloneand no one nearno one thereto see a tear
LieMy life lives of liesas it's a on big lie itselfit's not luck to be livingsince I don't want to liveI wear red not to stainI stealth others not to scareI avoid all good and happyit's not for me anywayI pull my hand upto try reach something highbut I put it downsince what I wanted is a lieI'm attacked with wordsi'm attacked with forceand no way I can dodge itsince i'm always lostI can't see the reasonsof why i'm even hereall I am living offis cries, pain and fear
ForgottenAm I good at lying?that only I go through the painonly I have to sufferonly I do the rainNo one sees me cryingno one sees my woundsno one understands medoes it matter if they should?I was born to be lostI was born to be stabbedI exist to be lonelylike some missing partLet me paint a pictureI will paint it on my skinI'll let the paint drip down it's framefor my sake it's a winIf I go, i'll go myselfno one cares at allno one will await meI made no difference afterall
WhyI have no name for my ownI live a stealthy lifepushed to the edge of the worldthreatened my a razor knifepathetic I would call medejected by the worldmy view makes others sickmy existance is just wrongIf I had to choose againI wouldn't exist here anymorethat would be a better choicejust to have me die and goi'm forgotten in my roomlike a ghost which seeks the lightbut no light I can seeit never came into my sightI keep the suffer to myselfi'm used to it anywayhere is nothing like a rainbowsince I can only see the grey
DripDrip, drip, dripit's not rainmay be tearsmay be liquidof my fearsthe unseen scarin my soulfills my emptywith the dullsound of silencethe smell of drysmell of rottentears of cryi am no onei'm a liemy non existancemakes me diehere I sitwrite that upthats becauseI feel like crap
It's herestop.. look to the side...say it with a sigh...what is it you're looking for all the time?...lost in your own world... unable to get out..it's not walking in circles...you're making new mistakes...so say it with a sigh...what are you looking for?...is it your lost long ago soul?...perhaps.. but seeking the invisible?.... is that ever a real thing to do? ....well there is one acation of that to happen...is that what you're looking for?...I think you found it a long ago...