Wednesday, 30 September 2009

BEING ME

lucky for those who dont have a sight
for they can only see the shadow of night
amidst the pain they cannot see
for they dont await what it could be

alone im here where i stand
waiting for the right time of hand
people come... people go
what should i think?? i dont know

days have passed without knowing me
what should i feel or what should i see
its here that i couldnt even play
or even utter the things i should say

i cannot think of anything
or atleast know what tomorrow would bring
and now i think i am done
what should i do?? i dont understand

now i have to fight alone
will you even remember my name when im gone
for i am the man who tried to be
the greatest pretender you will ever see...

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