First time I see you,
I really felt like you're around,
'Though my heart knows better,
Your presence seems to turn me down,
It turns me down, it turns me down,
Cause it has been ages,
Seeing things in black and white,
I'm not worried, I'm hurt,
Confusion rising up to steams,
Condensing every thought,
Of you and what was not...
Its a lie it can't be true,
The words they shout inside my ear,
All the vows, in every declaration signed,
Can't make this real,
Stranded in a crowd,
I start to talk out loud..
I'm not with sympathy,
All of your grins has ceased to make me feel less alone,
So why the words in my head,
"I shouldn't have given you a reason to leave,
Given you a reason
To leave..."
Its a lie, it can't be true,
The words they shout inside my ear..
-ZiM
Heart of A Schizo
Its not a talent..
But a psychological disorder
Friday, June 29, 2007
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