Lifeless. A pretty face Overtaken By blue lips Eyes Clear as The water she lie in Now darker Than the soul That had now escaped From her beautiful Lifeless body
Grasping for words To explain speaking the only thing Making sense Are your lips Yet even those Are putting out Words That become As empty As the air Between The space In your eyes
Thriving off of flesh, not human But the flesh of being known Striving for perfection Leaving the good behind Throwing it all away, All for a spotlight In which One can be in for the time But of course as time goes on So do we You will never Be known
Using What should be loved Loving What should be used Its a parallel universe In which We live Torn between The true or false essence Of Humanity We are all Inhumane