Memoirs of my manic mentality
scratches denial, deeply into my skin...
We used to talk through music;
It's how we communicated...
Sometimes I sit and think a bit,
Some would say it is too much...
The smile doesn't reach my eyes
The mask can do much but not add back the faded...
This face of mine -
It's just a piece of paper...
SOUTH AFRICA FOUND HIS FREEDOM
South Africa found his freedom...
I wished for the gift of flight
So my heart may soar...
Oh dear God, what was my crime?
That you gave me sorrowful time...
And I can't get you out of my head
My heart just refuses to let you go...
When I stopped believing in Santa Claus,
I stopped believing in God...
Silver shadows walking beside me
Ghostly whispers in the air...
I had to loosen the the knot you left
The last time you wore my sweatpants...