Looking at myself
Seeing this man.
Full of hatred.
Full of anger.
Full of pain.
Where is the child I used to be?
The child that loved.
The child that smiled.
The child that laughed, once in a while.
Where is that boy's eyes, That were filled with love and
always shining
Where did my life go?
Will I ever find them, or have them again?
If you ever find this life I used to have please bring it
back.
For I am lost in all this pain,
With nothing left to save me.
Lost here, where nobody lives.
Nobody knows who I am.
Everybody just passes by, not realy caring about nothing or
nobody but themselves.
Lost in this world where everybody are the same.
And only I am looking for me.
Standing in this world
Full of hatred.
Full of anger.
Full of pain