I want to hurt myself so bad I want to hurt myself so bad I want to hurt myself so bad. Why does everything hurt so much While looking in the mirror I'm not sure if I see human anymore I think I see a monster a devil with a broken horn By now I just feel safer in the mask Especially if my deepest desire is just to go the most desolate and dark place scream my guts out in vain cause in this place forsaken by love I feel like no emotion is allowed there is no truth here anything I do is called madness in this cage of stone, flesh and bones.
The more I go into life The more I see People have trouble understanding analogies of life Everyone wants their right to be an absolute What they cannot see is a thin thread that keeps it all together Everybody will be everything and nothing at the same time Mythologies are made to feed our egos, bring the walls, who is better, who is worse. don't forget, there is no myth without connection to another one and only ones who put it together like a puzzle may get a glimpse of truth. Confined by our mortal bodies that's all we can see. A glimpse.