Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

Eyes open only to see she's hated
Heart broken only to be defeated
It's hard to breathe, short breaths taken
Screamed at, only to be truly awakened
It takes so much out of her to cry
It's all held in with one simple sigh
She'll take what she has and keep it to herself
Hiding every little secret and feeling she ever felt
The only reason she runs to her room is to hide from the chaos
Knowing that being in her own little world she wont be lost
Wishing to runaway, out of this dark place
So that everything she's ever thought or said could be erased
Think of me lazy, worthless, in return I'll think the same
Knowing that this thing called, "Life", is just a game
I'll play my part if you play your's right
If you can't, might as well stop playing "Life" tonight
Put away your pieces as I pick up mine
And set it all back up in a little line
I'll tell you a little secret, if you come closer...
In this game, you can't start over
In this game, I've already been cheated, defeated
In this game, in the front row, I was seated
I saw everything, felt everything, but still I don't see the point to it all
Ive been six feet underground and I still begin to fall
I'll lose myself trying to find myself
Trying to find my glass-ball prophecy upon the shelf
And I'll let my feeling ease as I lose the fight
Just so I can fall asleep tonight.