Anonymous
September 8th, 2005, 06:24 PM
Holding the earth between my fingers.
Preying not to break it.
Hope I dont die,
Before everyone admits they are faking it.
You cant see clearly through these bullet proof walls of mine.
A wound wont kill me, a knife wont blister.
Everything is translucent.
you cant see through it.
The people here are fake.
And so are the laws.
The world has its locks, waitng to be unraveled.
No one is willing to express themselves.
For the sake of others dread.
So we all sit here in silence.
Dangling on a breakable thread.
Preying not to break it.
Hope I dont die,
Before everyone admits they are faking it.
You cant see clearly through these bullet proof walls of mine.
A wound wont kill me, a knife wont blister.
Everything is translucent.
you cant see through it.
The people here are fake.
And so are the laws.
The world has its locks, waitng to be unraveled.
No one is willing to express themselves.
For the sake of others dread.
So we all sit here in silence.
Dangling on a breakable thread.