A Price to be Paid

by Gale   Jan 10, 2008


Falling into the Darkness
Never ceasing Blackness
The numb and the cold
Filling my body
With the hate of this place
The people here disgust me
The indecisions and revisions
The turn-about nature
Of all these degenerates

I can't stand this
These fake people
These fake friends
I want something real
Something tangible and great
I want love
Or something like it
Something to get me by
While I'm stuck here

I'm tired of all this pain
This mad dash for feeling
I'm tired of feeling nothing
Nothing but numb
I want something more than this
I'm tired of these young fools
Who don't know what they want
I just want to shout out
STOP PLAYING WITH MY EMOTIONS!

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