You can't see my tears
You can't feel my pain
Out of sight out of mind, right?
Stuck in your own pain
Hiding between walls
You are so blind!
But not as blind as you will like
Because when the dust calms down
You will be left alone with the same ol’ tears
I love you so much and now I hate you even more
For I, ten times gave you my soul to feed
I write this with sorrow pain
With the same pain of loosing someone in this life
Because you will never fuck me again
Nor fuck with me again
I will rise of course
That you already know
But don't you ever dare to think
I did it from this pain
Because if you had chosen not to be as blind in this current time
You would've seen that my strength comes from within
From the deepest of my soul
From the endless love of my heart
And that you had the choice to be truly happy in this life with me
About the Creator
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