Some scattered ink
Let me think,
If I want to write this or not.
Write about our story
Or maybe how it ended, I think I forgot.
Some blank pages
Let me imagine,
If I can picture your silhouette like before.
Eyes closed and everything went dark
Inside of me you left a mark
No, I would rather forget thy voice and chores.
With a piano in front of me,
Or the guitar strings held in my hands,
I don't want to play those tunes anymore
I might get lost into your neverland.
I know I won't be able to break free,
I will blend into thy illusion
And drown again within your delirious dreams.
And I won't wake up anymore, because I know I can't.
As I lie to myself that I will forget you,
Your remembrance is what I really demand.

An eternity ago
I built a home for you and me,
I forgot how it looked in real
As it was just a lonely dream.
Didn't I tell you about it?
Oh, maybe I forgot that, too.
But with an ache inside I remembered,
As the dream was just a dream,
Oh, my sweetness! So were you.

It's not the dresses we buy
Or cut our hair short and dye.
It's not how we get new glasses or chains
Do we really know what of us truly remain?
No, we do not change by appearance
We only change from the core of our hearts,
No, we never reveal our real beauty
But we wear a beautiful mask.
It's about the masks we wear
It's about the lies we share,
So nobody must know what hides beneath these faces,
Is there anybody left for me to care?
It's been so long I've been wearing my mask,
I can't tell who I am now
Or who I really was.
Was I a painter?
Was I writer?
Or a dreamer perhaps?
Or did I come from nothing?
And to nothing my spirit will collapse.

This is a ghost town we live in
Where every soul has tasted death.
Every eyes have shed tears of wry
And every joy slowly vanished and wrecked.
This is a strange town,
Where people regret for not being loved
Where every hello leads to a goodbye,
Yet every memory lives within their soul.
Why is this town so void, so hollow?
Filled with darkness, where every soul follows,
Why, dear child you're filled with sorrow?
Nevertheless you break in bones, lurking behind horror.
This is a town we all live in,
Where we shall taste sweet life
Either drown or survive the eternal pain.