9-15-03

Never

by: MAC/Undead Euro-Trash

Could it be that part of me is dying?
Could it be that I'm nothing under my skin?
At times it looks like I'm not trying,
Can I just let the monster in?

I feel the pain under the knife,
Cutting to show I'm real.
What would happen if I took my life?
Would the world without me be surreal?

Family and friends,
Smiling faces.
Long roads and dead ends;
Melting reality, and taking spaces.

Happiness fades into the darkness,
Leaving me here all alone.
Nothing inside for me to express,
Twisting what's real and cut to the bone.

So I sleep and dream of when things were simple;
As I lay here in the dark,
How can I not be sentimental?

Never say you wish you weren't born,
Never wish winds of time hadn't blown.
You'll be left broken and torn,
And utterly alone.

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