lost within the noise
Lost within the empty words in what they all say,
Dreaming of a time where these tears can fade away,
Hoping I'm not to lost to drownd in my mistakes,
But these tears are the lines that tend to make me stay,
In my own world where my soul can remain free,
Tho its hard to maintain what they considered happy,
I even struggle with my own perspective of it,
When hell remains below and heaven right above it,
Time becomes blind within every false dream,
And this world is as messed up as it just may seem,
With the sane hatred I see in your eyes when you cry,
Don't lead on the negativity for more pain to pass by,
Because if you look in my eyes tho I'm crying too,
These tears shouldn't change the fact in what I do,
Life is a struggle with finding yourself on the way,
But continuing to cry is the price we tend to pay,
When in the end you will always have a choice,
You can follow your heart or you can choose to follow the noise.
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