Everything seem to be fair
Beside one thing only ...
I didn't choose to be alive ...
Whats so funny being lonely
Yes, I am thankful to God ...
My life is good and all ...
But what if I never existed
Wouldn't it be a better call?
I wouldn't be hanged by hope
Repeating the word soon
I wouldn't cry from inside
Whenever I look at the moon
I wouldn't have to hug my pillow
With tearing eyes and broken soul
I wouldn't be feeling so depressed
Whenever I rise then suddenly fall
I wouldn't have all this sick thoughts
I wouldn't run from myself so far away
I wouldn't see my future as a mystery
I wouldn't worry about the judgement day
I wouldn't have all this feelings...
In such a disgusting mechanical life
I wouldn't know the meaning of cruelty
I wouldn't be living in my own strife
I wouldn't fall in love with you
I wouldn't even have the ability to feel
I wouldn't have to see your beautiful face
In such a place so fake to be real
I wouldn't end up being who I am
An ill bird flying over a lightning storm
Such an expert seducer you are
Lucifer himself in a human form
You know when and how to bring me alive
From my disillusioned illogical death
But would you have a reason to bring me alive
When you already cursed me by giving me breath
By giving me a reason to become a reason
Of whom I am between hate and fear
By giving me a question to become a question
Of where I am between why and here
I am stuck inside your eyes
Cry me out ...!
I am choked in my anger
Someone release my shout ...!
By Vincent Valentine: 30/12/08, 4:40pm.
