Thirty-Three
I see the world through eyes
But these eyes
Are not my own
As if I'm standing behind
A glass window
Seeing everything around me
But no one sees me
It is like I'm living in a
Nightmare
Watching the pain around me
But not realizing that it's real
I feel as though I'm screaming
But my voice is silenced
By the opinions of society
Stuffing a rag of rules
Down my dying throat
My limbs just seem to move
As if no one is controlling them
I seem to be unable
To taste sugar
As I've learned everything's sour
And I can not find my comfort
In its sticky-sweet flavor.
Days pass by
Like I'm hitting
Fast-forward
On a television show
Maybe the season will end
Or I hope that it will
Because the only thing
That seems to work
Is the bright-red ears
On the side of my head
I hear every thought
Process it,
And the words
Beat my mind bloody
'Till I'm full of fears and worries
So please let me out of this glass room
Soundproof made of a one-sided mirror
Yet I can hear every sound
On the outside, slipping in
And all that's coming through the glass
Is darkness
It is not life I hate,
But it is living
Lots of mistakes, I apologize :(
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