My Blank Theory
I always dare to surmount the expectations
But my endeavors are all useless.
These are one of the bitter reasons why I invent lies
To cover all the scars mutilated by my crafted liberty.
I bade a tearful farewell to the forsaken facts
And opening the doors of falsehood.
What did I get?
Still the remnants of reality.
Overdose with my superb unreachable dreams
Maneuvered by my clouded vision of happiness.
I cling to the path I choose to embark
The road of pretended laughs and masked smiles.
They are all looking at me with such disgrace
But I just wanted a life where I will be satisfied
And there's nothing left for me to grasp
I am trap in this melancholic oblivion.
I still decided to wear this poisonous vizard
And the arms of the artificial bliss are now creeping in.
The mendacity made me feel in the cloud nine
But in fact, it is the true darkness of life.
Suddenly the coerced bolt of pain awakens me,
He broke the shackles of lies
And let me runaway from the venomous deception
My cognizance of truth made me alive again.