Not exactly steel bars, yet very similar to titanium walls,
Hitting my brain against each corner,
No time to carry out my heart.
“Were sorry but you have to prevail even if everything that makes you dies, please try again.”
Answering Machines that know no silence,
Those that play over and over in my head,
Feelings of
crumbled tears,
emotions that feed upon fears,
All I can think about is you,
Waiting your phone calls,
Yet I cant slip, “I have to concentrate.”
No time for a silly boy,
I’ll just burry myself in my work,
After all that’s what I do best,
I’m afraid I’ll have to give you up,
I’m so sorry but “I have to concentrate.”
Nothing but my pressure,
Nothing but my sickness is real,
No time for Vicky,
No time at all,
Just kill me with a spork…