Sometimes I hear you call my name
But I know you don’t exist
Have I now become insane
Are there wounds atop my wrists
Or are you there

Can you feel my pain
Do you see me with disdain
Or do you care
Life ain’t fair

At times I wonder where you went
And where I’m going to go
Is there a place between heaven and hell
Will people say they told me so
Through the mist, will I see you
Ia that the place where you dwell
Have you cracked your living shell
I can see through
You hate me too

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *