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The music I make, on my guitar, on the strings
I allow my emotions to spread open their wings
I continue to play from happiness to sorrow,
with these words I cut open my soul to find that it's hollow.
The notes and sounds I continue to entwine,
Will now, and forever be composed as mine.
Sing me a song filled with remorse,
Why everyday do we live life as god's course?
Why everyday do I feel trapped and pathetic,
Please hand me a knife let it become my medic.
Look at my face my heart is beginning to tear,
My life washed away, impossible to repair.
Through tears my humanity continues to drain,
I cant live on with this endless pain
As I evolve, my sanity does too
Believe me please my hurt is true.
We all have a role in this world to play
But what are these feelings I portray
Am I a character of sadness, jealousy or good?
Please explain why It's impossible to be understood.
This is how I appear, there's no wrong or no right,
I continue to battle myself and lose the fight.
As I study our world I realize,
Everybody wears a secret disguise
Ties of expression can only be seen through each others eyes,
This is the place were true emotion and our self sanctuary lies.
And with this line, I put down my guitar,
I have discovered there is no point to the past, present and future.
Experience life, our illusion, my nightmare,
Try to live it with no sorrow or despair.
Don't try to help or to understand,
The depth of my feelings can't be healed by any human hand.
Trapped, no escape everyone has the desire for the freedom,
I just hope this poem will inspire everyone to take a glance within them.
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