Being Wanted
Location
Terror, my terror…
It’s making me crumble
Liquify me, making me becoming gloomy
It’s alone, it’s alone…
Walking like the walking dead
Shedding my liquid tears
Slashing through my bloody flesh
Loving this anguish burden of pain
Living life with secret
Yet I’m alone…
No one know why you're alone
Nor know if you are alone
Life is just a piece of trash
Waiting, waiting and waiting…
Flying with the wind, drifting with the nature
Until someone picks you up
And then…
And then, they’ll pick you up
Throw you away like a trash…
They did it…
Yes! They did it…
But…
Realize this has been what you have been
A life of new care
A brand new life!
The life of being renew into a helping hand
A life of a bench where sorrow sit upon one
Where you’ll never be alone
Instead the world is base of off you
Instead you are the world of a couple terror
But, are you really not alone
When you’re the only holder of the memory…
It’s like the beginning of an untold terror once again…