Lost

i saw my life again today
and once again i find me here
its made all the differance
this wicked life
so sour 
so alone
in a big world people stare
i wonder if they really care
so dark
so afraid
ultimately mine
my soul is lost

once again here i am
lost in crowds of people
so blind
so cold
people laugh in our faces
dreams are crushed with no affection
so different
so stoned

we carry suicide in our blood
hearts racing a dead tune
so angry
so sad

watching in wonder
i've found despair
so dying 
so slow

an act of destruction
the end is here
so close
so dead
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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