Ecsentric

My live seems like pure bliss
everything fits in
but bliss is ignorance
and in this case
ignorance wins

my hart does not fit in though
its all tattered and torn
cant blame it for trying
for a life of solitude
seems so forlorn

cant play with eyes wide shut anymore
cant simply turn away
cant be expected to smile
as all hope fades

i am but ordinary
yet i play the ecsentric field
dont expect more from me
for this is the only power i yield

you may never understand me
i advice you not to try
i be all i can be
but you were just a lie