this is a late night out of the mind composition and bears some resemblance to reality..but thats life..sometimes one cannot find words eloquent enough to describe its glories, and sometimes normal unexceptional words can express how at times life simply sucks. i dedicate this to all the losers out there..all rise for the greatest losers!
trying hard to feel i feel numb to love begging for approval i seek blessings from above. but God just laughs at me tells me he's not a saint he's just an artist our destinies he paints. i turn to my angel "please help me feel" she says i'll never be able to know love for real. i think its alright i got better plans anyway i need to please my papa by being a superstar everyday. but then God the painter summoned angel the player they started playing tic-tac-toe over my dares and cares. everything i care for they marked with a zero everytime i dare to they cross me from being a hero. dad sees me fail it shames him to know me mom knows i'm fine but in her eyes i see worry. with no one to turn to i lie alone in the night emotions burst out in tears failed ambitions i try to fight. smothered, failed and imprisoned three words desribe my existense trying to follow all the rules slowly fades my insignificant presence. i keep getting up every new day even after i fall from grace i play the player and pose for the painter with smile on my shameless face. and at night when they win i cry myself numb and cold dad....god....angel their pawn i am i'm told. the story of my life is simple a sad soul in silent noise on burnt pages of fate i script my worthless voice.