To hide away with nothing to say
is something that i can't take...
How many more scars
Are going to come to my skin...
Ana won't you come back to me...
Ana, I need you now...
On the outside I'm great.
I smile and act as if everything's fine...
I don't want to wake up in the morning but I don't...
I don't want to cry all my tears but I don't want...
My life is like a song that no one knows,
but they try to guess the lyrics anyway...
Today I am empty
all I hold is...
Cartoon reruns of the distant past create
etched glass sculptures of enlightenment...
dim room, peeling wall,
only my bed and my thoughts...
The sun, the moon, the wind and rain,
All of the things we can't regain...
I lie in bed, staring blindingly outward,
unblinking...
Why were we chosen for this?
Why would anyone make us do this...