I.
The woe is bound to change,
what hope has left behind,
once again I have to find,
what collapses my whole mind.
With every tear my eyes will cry,
till my soul will become hollow,
It"ll grow stronger till I die,
to my despaired sorrow.
I gave up, becouse I know,
I am weak,
It is so fucking tough,
to avoid the will of doom.
Ive tried!
It was not enough.
II.
No one of you can understand,
the way It feels inside,
no one of you will ever know,
how many tears I"ve cried.
Every day with the same task,
to put on the most suiting mask,
so I should know it for the best,
tears of clown are the saltiest.
So many betrayals I"ve made,
I"ve lied to others, to myself as well,
I thought God is supposed to love me,
So why is he leaving me in this hell.
GOD FUCKING HELL!!!
III.
I don"t know who I am supposed to be,
Abomination that I am?
May be one day I"ll be free,
but since than, I am damned.
IV.
It seems these wounds just love can heal,
I really hope it is not too late,
Because now it seems, I can only feel,
Badness, vengeance and hate.
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