Alone...literally...mmm...like I already said there's been a complete state of mind that is changing second after second,but kinda remaining the same...It's hard to explain,but still not feeling like writing because I made a promise to myself some time ago,and I don't want to keep and keep brake it.It just wasn't ok.And besides that,there's nothing I would like to tell,I just keep it to myself this time.It's better like this,if I try to just ignore it.Plus the crowded period of time of now it should keep me busy from all the thinking...it should...so far it's not really working,but,well I hope it will...I keep saying it's better this,better that.I don't really like this,got to get rid of it.To hell with this,I don't believe myself either,when I say it.It is not for the better,just convincing myself,at the surface."convincing"...this doesn't seem the right word either;it's not convincing at all...well,I better stop here,before I brake my promise.
Farewell,my damneds.Continue believing it's not the end,the condemnation is not eternal...
Dare I open my eyes and see
How much more can they possibly harm me
The frustration
The hurt
The fear
Of a week wounded soul
A deeply wounded soul...
I hope I beg
Can't someone come and take my soul
And take my soul...
My promises nothing worth
I see it all so clear
But my words mean nothing
All for just another chance to speak with you
Show you
But my words...
But my words mean...
Nothing