NUMB

by BROKEN ANGEL   Sep 22, 2008


SOMETIMES I FEEL SO NUMB
ASKING MYSELF IF MY LIFE IS DONE.
I FEEL AS IF I'M GOING NO WHERE
EVERYONE ASKING WHO IS THAT GIRL WITH BLACK HAIR?

A PART OF ME IS NUMB ,DEAD
LIKE A BOOK THAT ONLY HALF YOU READ.
I FEEL SO RIPPED APART IN MY SOUL
LIKE MY LIFE IS NOT MINE, IT'S CONTROLLED

I PREFER GETTING RID OF MY EMOTIONS
ONLY THE ONES THAT ARE CONSTANTLY IN MOTION.
I PREFER TO FEEL PAIN,
SINCE I'M IN THE GROUND I HAVE NO GAIN.

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