X and y together they grow
or one and one together they fall
It doesn't matter the change in Y
Because X follows right behind

One and one they are holding hands
The distance doesn't changes the case
For each X there’s only one Y
But slutty X because more than one Y she needed to have

Only one domain,
for every unique range
That was the only rule
of the function, you fool!

It is a line, of life and death
and when I checked
More than one was in your life
And only one can be in mine.

Y cutting words affected X,
It doesn't work this way
I can’t have you if you’re
just going to graph.

Whatever number comes in play
When you know they can’t succeed
in this always constant motion
it just doesn't function!

With the darkness and the insomnia like only companions a crazy idea illuminated my mind.
The idea that everything was real, doesn’t matteri f you are mute, deaf or blind.
if it’s part of imagination or reality,
you choose, you time to pick.
With the thought of a malicious ghost in my room my heart jumped a beat,
in another second the calm came back to me

No, there wasn’t a monster I could see, no there was no monster that would breath
But for a small instant that monster scared me, being not real for anyone than me
If I could get scared and could change my state
Maybe a monster was in there.
What is real after all? How many doors the universe give us and how many of those enclose hope?
In my mind there was a black shadow eating me alive
Only in my mind it was, but with reality I strive
One second of sanity lost and in a game trick I was locked

What is real, what is not?
Oh I guess my mind is lost.

Maybe you can’t see it, maybe you don’t know
It isn’t real for you, but for me with horror I though
If I can think about it, then It does exists.
In my mind is alive, in my mind is real, it changed me

And I might never make you agree,
That there’s still monsters under my bed
But there is monsters in my head.
And both are as real for me as anything
you can feel, hear or shear.

I will stand up all night
Since I won’t do anything with my life
I can’t dream nor sleep
This time so late is when I can finally weep

I cry and curse
My tragic course
The days pass and the nights end
But I can only ask myself when?

When would the sad nights finish?
When would I find a friend,
A lover a companion that will squish
my fears and scare the pain away

But no, the tears keep dripping
And the moon keeps shinning
The loneliness will stay
and it’s darkness will stain

The never ending fight,
The never ending run
Like a cycle it repeats, isn’t there a might?
A chance of change,

A someone to appear, or as an insomiac
I am doomed to remain.
Alone in my bed, with the eyes wide open
Thinking the worse, in pieces I’m broken,

Can someone try to find me,
And try to repair my sleepy mess
Trying is enought, since my hopes are less
Disapointment has hit me

Twice at least? More than that
I am chained to this bed
I am chained to this missery,
to this mental trap

Should I sane myself?
Or wait to someone to save me
Save me from me, how ridiculous can I be
Maybe the pieces are in a place unseen.

Maybe there’s no pieces to be found
And there’s only a future to make up
Maybe it is better to just sleep
Will it help me to brush the pain with one blink?