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You have unleashed .............I want the old me
the pandora's box in me. ........whom i have known
I dont deserve .................all my life
to be treated like this ......... I really distaste you
you have no right ..........so much that
to faze me .....i have lost all my hopes
despire me
I despise you .........your callousness
for tangling me ....is harshly brushing
into an eternal knot ......against my weakness
you've broken .........yes,you make me feel weak
all the ideals .........and vulnerable
that I have clung on ........go away
for years ....I wont need you
I dont know ........I dont need you
what to believe ..........just shut up and pretend
........ you cant see me
my beliefs .............
you have shambled them up .........I should survive I wont
you've piled ..........let you cruush
problems ..me into pices
after problems ........I wont let you take the best of me
over my exhausted being .........or I will be the
the pressure is too much ..........worst of me
I'll explode ............which is only you can see
You are confounding
me away from ......If I break down will
myself ........you be happy?
drifting me ...........You should love me....
away from .....and see past my flaws
me, whom I ..........you are not perfect
have known all ........as I was flawed
my life.
...............Stop stepping o9n me
You are making ........you are choking me
adevil of me .........you are crushing me
I dont know ........please stop
what to think ........please
my only comforts .......before I explode
suicidal thoughts
I dont deserve to feel
all these ..............I want Metamorphosis: goodalevil hide
Little boy
I remember you with your cute face
chubby cheeks and golden ringlets on your head
Little boy
Do you recall how people
used to say
"you are nice little boy"
I know you used to be
a nice little boy with chubby cheeks
you used to bring home
laurels from school
every year and make
the big guys and big girls proud
you were wonderful
as you never make fuss
on things that people ussually
fuss about
you were wise
you have a quick wit
you were independent
you never depend others
you were nicely dresed
and natty in manners
I remeber
hearing you speak in a soft tone
you have a nightingale's voice
that used to sing
"Heal the world"
"Praise the Lord"
also you usewd to be in the church
every Sunday ,to pray
you were almost perfect.
Then a day came when
you cant please the people
no more
they throw ugly accusation at you
and make you feel bad
about yourself
and they have shorn your ringlets
and tanned your skin
Little boy are you still there?
Maybe little boy
is not here after all
he left me speaking in an empty hole
then peeking through a peephole
I bellowed
"Are you still there?"
Little boy is not here
maybe he came out of
his hole
and metamorphosed from
goodale to dalevil
dalevil which is only they can see
Maybe he is the guy I saw yesterday
with an ugly scar on his face
or maybe little boy died
through the years of torment
he died maybe because
he feels bad and death
as the only release
maybe they killed little boy
or maybe he never
existed at all
just a product of a
suffering imagination
salty tears were
already on my eyes
when I saw the misty vision of little boy
before my eyes then a small voice said
"Im here,i never go away,and never died"
why are you hiding ?
" I hide because people are hunting me, and
I have seen that guy too, from this hole
his scars are unsightly.I hide to save myself
from scars"
they hate you?
"yes, but I dont know"
I thought you already went away
and left me.You are the only one that I have
since the day that people turned their backs on me.
promise me that you'll never leave me.I cant fight alone.I love you.
"Come with me on this hole
and sit hear and try to stand it.
Anyway the sun is setrting,its getting dark
they cant see us.Let su stay here and hide
from the enemy at the gate."
They are always there?
"yes"
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