what am i i look like just a scare
what am i to you in this world
every night i uncover my scares that cover every inch  of my body
i feel like a scarey monster every morning
my body is tourn ripped slashed and scared
i dont know if i should look at my reflection
i cant hide for ever run from fear
people cant even look at my face with out just looking at my slashes down my face
i know i am here but i have fear of what will happen to me
im not afraid to show my self out in public
but i have my own doubts of whats next aft my silence turns violent
what do need to say to you when you just looked at me
you spead lies of hate.
you were my friend who turned on me
i walk alone with my headphones turned all the way up
i know you never ment to hurt me so
im leaving you to start over to start new
my voice maybe quiet but i have big heart who could never hurt any one
even if you burgt me behind my back
maybe its just time for me and you to separat till
till the day ends
then we could brake the silence you have mad along your dream ill never be mad
accident and trust issues happen

There is a sneaky killer
around the world,
it floats in the air
of earth's. atmosphere,
like a invisible ghost virus.

It is now time for the world,
to stop, while the virus
chases around the surface
of the earth,
between the doors of the
four winds.

The courage to live
must be stronger
than the fear of dying,
and they are more worthy life,
who strand up for it,
then those who give it up.

It's high time to be
a solitary hero,
And start living solitary lifes,
in separat ways.

*Sten Wiking 2021