Eyes and eyes,
tell lies and lies,
of truth and life,
too blind of minds

and blind of time,
they blur the line,
that does define,
what defines fine

I love what's mine,
yet hate my kind,
a coldness surfs,
and rides my spine

a home inside,
I cannot find,
a hopeless hope,
a soundless chime

that which I wish,
causes despair,
by devils choice,
I am not spared

I beg to God,
he does not care,
he only knows,
of what is where

of how is what,
how what is there,
who sees the trouble,
whos life is fair

I jump I dare,
to the void I stare,
I am not scared,
for it is not there