martes, 6 de enero de 2015

Again

My bitter self again
A senseless life ahead
I quit to be myself
The world is not prepared
For this self, myself, ever again

I lay speechless here
Waiting for the sleep to take me
To lose myself into oblivion
To find myself in the darkness

No matter the senses
Words are nothing
We want what we can't have
I have what's been left behind

Knowing truth gives only sadness
Ignorance only gives apparent struggle
We advance to be better
We advance and we know that nothing we have

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