Tuesday, March 17, 2009


The intensity of the anger, the pain
When you know that all is well
Causes something more than confusion
Trapped in a daily hell

Feelings grounded in absolutely nothing
Irrational anger, irrational fear
How did you become this person
Losing oneself with every tear

So hot, so cold, so light, so dark
Wrapped up into one full day
All is grand, All is hopeless
With nothing left to say

Words tell lies, Feelings deceive
Now nothing left to do
Who has the answer to who you are
Not a soul knows, not even you

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