Friday, April 30, 2010

What is Left (Written in 2003)

Crying and puking
Nobosy ever dies free
Everyone is a prisoner of their own insanity
Can you honestly choose your own destiny>
You die and you cry
Love?
You can't get that from me
What is left if you don't even have your dignity?
Lies become more lies
Why can't you just leave them be?
Everyone has to pay for loosing themselves in money
Nothing will ever be what you expected to see
This is my grasp of only one part of reality

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