Everyone is ugly inside
And the most beautiful of us
Are those who have accepted
This ugliness within

Turn your eyes from the truth
and pretend you know nothing.
Foolish child, the truth cannot be changed.
Forgotten moments, demented lies,
with the fading truth of the matter.
Innocence is a sin.
It's easier that way,
to pretend everything is fine.
How selfish, how childish.
Turn you eyes from the truth,
and sin, eyes wide, naive.
Time waits for no one,
you cannot stay in this simple life.
Innocence is a sin,*
and you can no longer be forgiven
for your ignorance.

Oh dear God
Be in my help
I feel real
I am not invisible anymore
And to dream
I have to fall asleep
People can see me now
And they can touch me too
I am supposed to enjoy this
I am supposed to feel
Happy
Alive
But then
Why
Why is this floor rough
And why am I bleeding?
Why are their hands cold
And their eyes empty?
I don't get it
I don't like it
I don't wanna be here
I don't wanna stay here

What it is
And what is not
Is what it is
And what is not
Can you be both?
Can you be none?
Can you be all?
Can you be not?
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¿nʇ sǝ ןǝnb ǝן
¿nʇ sǝ ןǝnbǝן
sɐd ʇsǝ,u ınb sıɐɯ
ʇsǝ ınb ǝɹʇê un
ǝɯâ ǝun ʇǝ
sdɹoɔ un ǝɹʇuǝ
ǝuuosɹǝd ʇǝ snoʇ ǝɹʇuǝ
uǝıɹ un ʇǝ ʇnoʇ un ǝɹʇuǝ