Solitude 2

Just like every night
But live
It's like I'm invisible
Even to myself
I ignore myself
Is it my destiny?
That's not what I wanted
I'm tired of this
Do I have attitude?
Can I change it?
My feelings...
Do they worth something...
For you?
Count one, two, three

Just like all the other nights
And midnights, alone
In front of my mirror
Inside my brain
Wet cheeks all night long
Red face every morning
Feeling hollow inside
Why do you make me feel like that?
Why do I care?
Stabs on chest
Truth or lies?
Who knows it?
Count three, two, one

To the nightmare starts again...

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