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All that I can feel
Blindness, cold and numbness
is all that I can feel.
Ive walked some wrong paths
Ive felt someone elses shame
Ive cried so many tears.
But whats the point.
of trying to reaveal,
this terrible monster inside is real.
I see you sitting there.
Peaceful, dreamless..shameless
Whats the point of trying to hide it?
You put on a fake identity
so the world will love you
But behind your mask,
is someone just like me
Afraid of facing reality
not knowing what might be.
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