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I’m fine


               The man sitting on my shoulder
               Matching the man in the mirror
               More and more as I get older
               My innocence turns to terror

               My smile is leaking tears
               My scream echoes through my chest
               No one is around to hear
               Even my soul Is a guest

               The demon in my rooms corner
               Seems to have a face like mine
               Even in my mind a foreigner
               Stepping out of my own line

               The meaning is lost on me
               The meaning of life is dead
               The only way to roam free
               Is a gun that's filled with led

               Shooting through my head and killing
               All the sadness in my brain
               I don't know if that sounds thrilling
               Or if I'm going insane

               All I know is that I’m fine
               Finding a way out of here
               In my mind, nearing my time
               Escaping life with no fear
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