Friday, August 21, 2009

Unreal

This is unreal and I couldn’t agree more
But I’ll be pleased to satisfy the night
I see the true colour of the sunbeam
It’s golden brown and shiny white
You and I have to find the tune again
As a compliment to your music
I can’t bear this quite sound anymore
It’s so peaceful that makes it not so right
It can’t be so right if it doesn’t feel right
Here I am, questioning and mumbling
The truth is I’ve got nothing to thrash out
It’s been more than a decade that I am mumbling and wondering
If there’s a god, He hates me?
But I know that there is god and I was told that He is not into hate
But who the hell know? Who the hell care?
A mother told me that God is great and He’ll always be there for me
As I have no say to blame Him as He is God the Almighty
My hate, my anger and my resentment are my own bagages to carry
This is unreal and is a very bad imitation of who I am
I was known as a soldier in the world of illussion
A pity dancer on the ice pitch skating on the round circle
Have u felt so much pain in your life in a day?
My poor soul has broken into pieces
My room is so dark as I’m alone
The pain is just to much to bear
Because I know that remembering is easy
But forgetting is the pain that I cant imagine
In the moment like this is the moment in life that i hate the most
I pray to God so that this feeling will be unreal



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