Why did I have to do the bidding

Of a mad man behind the curtain

I will not fall or fear the way that I felt

That day, When the scar began to itch

And the burns began to tear my skin

I am cold, Afraid that I will forgive to call my own

My own reflection is the fear of fear itself

Perceiving beyond is a fantasy



I want to laugh, I want to cry

Share the dreams finside

Reach for a dream, But you won't speak to me



You and I are dancing in circles on the wheel of life

Drowning at turns in the ocean of strife

You and I are dancing in circles on the wheel of life

Face it alone, I see no one in your eyes



Why would I have to pick up the pieces of what once was a melody

I will not fail

When the wounds began to bleed

And the burns began to scream

I am cold, Afraid that I will forgive the sinner

Within the soul that I love to call my own

My own reflection is the fear of fear itself

Perceiving beyond is just a fantasy



The silence, Unending silence

A sentence, A word

No answers, Simply questions