if i told you, i was a soldier
would you believe me?
and if i saw you, and i fell to
the ground would i be able to see?
all these faces, in all these places
they smirk at me
and when you see me, you will know me
im not the one i used to be

i am not the one i used to be
the one that was so young and naive
cause im alive and i can see
the distance between you and me

my lively exsitence, it makes no sense
sometimes i wonder what would happen
if i stopped laughing, and started helping
if i wipe off the window to see the reality
to face the world, to never turn
would it be worth it all?

i am not the one i used to be
the one that was so young and naive
cause im alive and i can see
the distance in between you and me

moving on, running strong, holding on
never letting go
pressing forth, for what its worth, being cursed
by my foes
looking up, need more love, being kicked and shoved
by my peers
why do all these years end in tears
why do i embrace my greatest fears?
EXISTENCE/ABSENCE
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