Inside we all scream for help,
yet we alienate those who seek it,
it is not good to dwell,
on what is to be forgotten...
Admitance to our fears,
they exist in us all,
wo'nt be shared for years,
self acceptance, small,rare...
We all travel the journey,
down that yellow brick road,
searching for one who can give it all,
give us their all,
few make it there and home,
give up,
doomed to be alone...
You hate the world,
why...
You push those away,
why....People care,
you block it out,
lovers begin to worry,
perhaps 'its' depressed,
deep down you know,
of course 'its' suppressed...
Alienation is foremost,
inside you hold love,
of ladies you boast,
Alienation is foremost,
your chance up in smoke...