Get a grip of your lost sanity,
of your long forsaken moral grounds,
Of your lust for boasting vanity,
that corrupts these wicked towns.
Play this riddle with your ego,
let it feast its eyes on you
Blend your misery with pitty
then reveal that which is true.
Divest your soul of hidden layers,
one for every chapter of your life
Open your eyes to share the story
of countless wounds made only by knives.
Strip you heart and strip your body
of what’s left after this war,
End the game that hurts soo badly
like you put out a ciggar.
Daily jokes no longer charm you,
his amusament now subdues you
And before you even know it,
his own laughter makes you sad.
True to you, true to your feelings
choose the road you want to ride
Don’t just listen to some stories
choose to write your future past.