I care not to tell you
What I got bottled up inside
The anguish, the anger
The feeling of despair.

Affraid to dissappear
To vanish from this life
Without even knowing
The true meaning of it all.

Forgive you, I can not
Embrace, I wish not
Replace you, I fear not
But seemingly, happening it’s not.

Tricks played by our own minds
Place us in the ackwardness of fear,
Unbeatable spirits who live
In frail houses made of skin.

A mounster lives within me
Though I care not let him be,
As I try to keep him under
He’s just there floating beneath.

We will eventualoly fight
And struggle for each’s life
But sadly I must admit
He’ll surely be the one to beat me.

25-02-04