Am I just like all the rest!
Is the thing I thought I wanted
Different from the last?
I have no distraction
Therefore the biggest problem
Is the one in front of me
And they keep piling up
No mother
No father
No brother
Friendships gone
Seems like so long
Is getting closer
All the time
I share too much
I care too much
I need to go back to
A simpler time
Rewind to a place
Where I can recognize
My own face in the mirror
All that is left
For now is the
Obsidian shadow
Of somebody that
Measures so little
To the person
I used to know
Save one thing
Feel better about the other
Save one more
Feel better than before
What a way to live
Inside a zombie soul
© GÄ
Poétique 