To see and not to see
mentally unaware of the sickness in my pain
selfdestructed and yet i never lack of passion
i dont feel yet i bleed
...i know..
keep on fighting against the world
...my world..
i dont know whats real anymore
im trapped behind bars in a whole in my mind
and in this fear i cant escape
feeling numbinly insane
i just never feel safe
it all destroys who i am , who i will be and what i always have been
...lost..
always somewhat found by someone else
every now and then healed and kept away
never the less , push and breaked
these little piece is all i have left..