25/04/2012

You talk big
and you stare bold,
while your mind's sick...
Your ideas are old...

And despite your need
that the world should betray you,
for the bitter truth
is too heavy a burden,
deep inside it's obvious...

You can always see it
clear as the clearest day
and forever since know
it's yourself whom you betray.
And you fear to ask
"must this go any further?"

I won't give you conclusion...
You may keep talking big...
The more you seek absolution
the more your mind will be sick...