Page 52 - Written Feelings
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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