Floating out upon the breeze
Where no one else can hear...
I'm wasting
This illusion of time...
I'm lost for words,
I feel like a falling bird...
I gave my heart
to a monster...
Something is terribly wrong,
I can feel it deep inside...
Sitting here feeling so empty inside,
alone in my dark room i lay around and hide...
Who are you?
I am not MYSELF...
A week before the holy day,
Everyone is so happy, but me...
Drops of pain that fall;
Embracing the ground...
As I sit upon my Balcony,
high above your world...
A shattered red bulb
Glistens with melted snow...
All the hate inside me is burning,
Maybe I am still Learning...