NecroNecro
Banned
I'll never be who you want me to be

You don't believe me,
I'll never be who you want me to be
Existing for me is void.
I am living in a false refection of true reality.
Hurt, confused, dismayed and struck by pride.
Hurt, confused, dismayed and struck by you.
Hurt confused, dismayed and struck by me.
I only seek calm and compassion in the storm that is my life.
Please do not bend me; I am fragile
Please do not test me; I break easily
Please do not leave me; I fall apart into pieces day by day
Still surrounded by blindness that holds me,
Still surrounded by darkness that bleeds me out,
I am surprisingly flying in a blue cloudy mist,
A bloue cloudy mist called my imagination,
Where dreams unfold and confusion makes sense,
And nonsense is the only sense,
And chaos is order.
Life has lost its sense of meaning in what you call sense
Life has loss its sense of meaning in what you call order
I only see darkness and so you refuse to see me
I exist by myself because I quietly lurk through life
I am the observer who watches and never participates
In fear I run in embarrassment of who I am
Searching for truth I endanger myself to feel alive
I'll never be who you want me to be
Existing for me is void.
I am living in a false refection of true reality.
Hurt, confused, dismayed and struck by pride.
Hurt, confused, dismayed and struck by you.
Hurt confused, dismayed and struck by me.
I only seek calm and compassion in the storm that is my life.
Please do not bend me; I am fragile
Please do not test me; I break easily
Please do not leave me; I fall apart into pieces day by day
Still surrounded by blindness that holds me,
Still surrounded by darkness that bleeds me out,
I am surprisingly flying in a blue cloudy mist,
A bloue cloudy mist called my imagination,
Where dreams unfold and confusion makes sense,
And nonsense is the only sense,
And chaos is order.
Life has lost its sense of meaning in what you call sense
Life has loss its sense of meaning in what you call order
I only see darkness and so you refuse to see me
I exist by myself because I quietly lurk through life
I am the observer who watches and never participates
In fear I run in embarrassment of who I am
Searching for truth I endanger myself to feel alive
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