Fingers twist, bruise my lips
Perusing the ambivalent flat screen...
You judge us
when you dont even know us...
The same routine, we are all sheep
failing to show the secrets we keep...
Something is about to happen
Don't ask what...
Look at you standing half naked- Do you not feel...
I feel like i am traped
no one hears me no one wants to...
I get sick and tired
Of phony people that act like they care...
Suppose to be the best days
But yet they seem the worst...
In a relationship there is the one that failed
in the other side theres the one who got nailed...
Watch the news.
And look at the insanity...
The stars tell a story
Of times left forgotten...
As they grasp the troubles of their life
On sunny days...