why do my ears hear but not listen
everyone around me seems so calm
what's the actual reason for that
i live in this world of terror
it's a chaos in my head
games and smartphones
till you're finally dead

the pills people take
problems that i make
for something they call god sake
i see them all running
from train to train
from brain to brain
all eyes upon me
my dear pain
feeling crazy and insane

and working for what
a certain dead rat
on the corner of the street
strangers that i meet
influence of dead flowers
with misleading powers
i just wanna go away
leave me alone; okay

slayer saves my body
from smashing everything down
but who saves my mind
i frown
psychologist that doesn't reply
just another ****** institution
to unleash all my frustration?
i don't have to go to jail
even though the isolation cell
seems to be a perfect trail

if this poem hasn't structure
well it won't be me to give a ****
welcome in my crazy mind
now run over me with your truck
keep me under your control
so at the end of the day
smoking **** will be my goal
or something else to forget
stress and panic in hell

how i feel
how i fell
how i always have felt

sure something is there, behind me

Those eyes
Those bewitching eyes
Enamor me no end

Aqua cool
They tug at my soul
In their depth I blend

Besotted by them, I am
They leave me in a jam
My emotions I can’t mend

Crimson is her hue
The eyes, aqua blue
I guess that’s the trend

If I confuse you
You should see her too
You will comprehend

If I had eyes like those
You too would drift from prose
As I did for this Twitter friend

If I were another man
I’d have a different plan
To be forever content!

don't we dare anymore
to have a simple face to face
is it really that hard for you
to open up in an empty place

because i'm located there
can be your empty place
to everyone, always fair
just rather not followed by

sheeps

it’s funny
how people lie
to themselves
and keep lying
while blaming

something
someone

(what)else

some people are like wounded animals
completely damaged
may God know why

and you shouldn't let them suffer
these wounded animals
no.. they should die

walk the walk
my earplugs in
waiting
in my nowhere land

like a bullet
shocked by the sound
i hear something
then turn myself around

green eyes
the two stare at me
open and wide
glittering in the sun

dark hair
one for one
the wind blows, wild
to me complete slow motion

waiting
for my mind to come
i see the open and close
what did he ask again?

i can't think
i don't know what to say
where am I when needed?
i just walked away..

a function for me
a function for you
a function for them
and a function for us two

is there still love?
is there still comprehension?
is there still romance
or am i from another dimension?