Tangled-Wires69

And I don't need a good voice To get this point across I want the world to hear me crying But never see me dying I'd wish to watch the display of affections And misplaced agonies The keen sense of rejection Only given through acceptance You could hear the voices of a million men yet never tell the difference You could see the face of everyone And not know what was different If you saw me standing in crowd Would you even see my face if you watched me die in a place of sin would you even have a reaction But if I ever told you how I felt You would hide and never listen You wait for me to turn back to mold to prevent the truth

An intricate thing, When luck hangs from a string Though it's hard to reach anything When your head lies in a hole If mind is distorted by dirt, Thoughts just fade to earth But can you ever really know if it hurts When your blood spills on their armored knees How cruel it is to damage a yellow bird as you please But how much does one sacrifice really cost When all is lost, will it ever have existed When there's nothing after death, It's as pointless as living Death acts as a watchdog of pain, Just as you get your fill, it all disapears How can our minds be so cruel, As to make us seek what we won't believe In life we wait