The Piper

In this place that I call hell
Fake or real I cannot tell
Real one moment just to fade
Stuck here till the pipers paid

What I think you cannot know
The one you see is just for show
The real me is stuck inside
To see the world he is denied

He's inside just looking out
Helpless and so full of doubt
And for those who see my eyes
Perhaps you'll see him as he cries

He tries to leave but cannot
The way out cannot be bought
Until then the real me is dead
Stuck inside my insane head

Search around and you'll find
That the prison's inside my mind
Beat the piper and find the key
But you'll never win... the piper is me.

~Wilhelm