5th of november
Just when I stand beside you
I feel this chest made of stone
That burns from inside
Hurts from inside
It hurts so much,
feel's like an explosion
coming up from inside
Shattering
I don't dare to leave you
Even if it's hart
Even if I break just now
You may not see it
But we've never been close friends
You know, I talk a lot,
But did I ever tell you?
You told me a lot.
About you. And Yourself.
That's all what it is about.
Only you and you and you
and you and you and you.
It doesn't matter how much I scream
Or how much I try not to hide.
You will never understand me.
Because you don't even try.
I'm not of the same kind
As you are.
I hide a lot
This is the easiest way it could be.
It's so easy to shut up
and do nothing.
Just yesterday, remember
I made you laugh
Laugh till you cried.
Inside I also cried
But no tears of joy.
I know you a lot
I know everything about you.
I know you much better
than you do know yourself
You never asked
About the scar, did you?
Did you even notice that this one
Is strange, somehow?
All of them? All over me?
More and more, everyday?
It's common, isn't it?
I fear the day
We'll part
Not because of myself
But you, because
There'll be the day you'll find out
And you break
Just as easy as glass.
So we're still best friends.
And we will be a long time to come.
Just because I never gonna tell you
How much I hate you.
6th of March
So this time wasn't as long
As I thought at first.
So. You never asked
I'll never tell.
I shut up till the end of time.
Just as you wanted me to shut up.
I will not tell you, how you broke me
into pieces just this easy.
I will not give you a chance,
to step on all this pieces of glass to make it worse.
It was my decicion to go this far.
And just at the edge I though I would fall.
I didn't hang myself. Not that night, not now.
I can't tell about the time to come,
but I had to go through this, to have a chance to go on living.
I have to be dead to be reborn.
Even if the fire burns me with pain,
the phoenix has to die to stand up from the dirt.
So you'll never read this.
So you don't care
And maybe someday I'll be happy again?
My stupid dream makes me go on living, and even if I'm a living dead.
So I was strong and didn't let you
break me again every day.
6th of March
So this time wasn't as long
As I thought at first.
So. You never asked
I'll never tell.
I shut up till the end of time.
Just as you wanted me to shut up.
I will not tell you, how you broke me
into pieces just this easy.
I will not give you a chance,
to step on all this pieces of glass to make it worse.
It was my decicion to go this far.
And just at the edge I though I would fall.
I didn't hang myself. Not that night, not now.
I can't tell about the time to come,
but I had to go through this, to have a chance to go on living.
I have to be dead to be reborn.
Even if the fire burns me with pain,
the phoenix has to die to stand up from the dirt.
So you'll never read this.
So you don't care
And maybe someday I'll be happy again?
My stupid dream makes me go on living, and even if I'm a living dead.
So I was strong and didn't let you
break me again every day.
