Why fall? Why rise?
I am what I am.
To my surprise...
I surrender to the man.
In my defense,
I feel I am to blame.
Feeling relentless,
I throw away my shame.
Trouble my mind,
with all these petty games...
I am not blind, and
I will not be saved.
Why do I laugh at myself,
when I'm dying inside?
Burning in my hell,
with nowhere to run, nor hide.
Why am I here?
Feeling that I don't belong?
Why do I feel anything at all?
Behind these walls,
with no one left to call,
Why do I feel anything at all?
May 2, 2011
May 2, 2011 at 3:49 PM UTC
Why fall? Why rise?
I am what I am.
To my surprise...
I surrender to the man.
In my defense,
I feel I am to blame.
Feeling relentless,
I throw away my shame.
Trouble my mind,
with all these petty games...
I am not blind, and
I will not be saved.
Why do I laugh at myself,
when I'm dying inside?
Burning in my hell,
with nowhere to run, nor hide.
Why am I here?
Feeling that I don't belong?
Why do I feel anything at all?
Behind these walls,
with no one left to call,
Why do I feel anything at all?