They Don't See Me
They
don't know what is wrong They don't care to ask They all think that she's strong But its just a mask
They
always laugh when she cries They think its really funny They don't know she wants to die That lifes no longer sunny
They
don't care to see the totured girl They think its all in her head They are unaware that everything will unfurl And
that see may so be dead
They don't hear my desprate screams They don't see me They live in happy dreams Where
they think I'm free
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Scars on the Heart
I
know who I use to be, I know what I was. Uncapable of the simple things, Like compassion and love. The reminders
of days gone by Are forever burned into my soul. Scars in the flesh, scars on the heart, They remind me of what I
know.
No
Tomorrow
My spirit has turned to ice, My heart to stone. For those with no hope, Comes no tomorrow. My
body starts to die on me, I am so alone.
Set Me Free
Every night I stay up waiting for you, Confused and alone wandering what to do. I don't know
what to do I can't see your heart, I can't read your mind, I can't do my part Until you tell me what you feel So
that I may know how to deal I worry about what you are thinking Do you like me, or am I sinking Into a hole that
will leave me heart broken Do they mean anything, the words we have spoken? I want you to see what you mean to me I
want you to come and set me free I am afraid to tell you, I am too shy This feeling of helplessness makes me cry. I
walk blindly into an uncharted hole, I walk with trust inside my soul May there be joy and love Blessed to us from
the sky above Or may there be lonliness and pain In which there is no gain But to you alone I give the choice Do
you loath, or do you rejoice?
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I Died Last Night
I
died last night, for nothing Since nothing I believed No Heaven or Hell shall await For those who are deceived
I
died last night, still empty Since empty is what I am A ghost, a shell, a tortured soul Not even to Hell be damned
I
died last night, forsaken Since forsaken is my name Never to rest enternally Or feel Heaven's sacred flame
I
died last night, still searching Since searching finds the truth No faith in what could not be seen But now I have
the proof.
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