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wake up..
my eyes are open but i'm not awake.
I'm sitting down, wondering where it all went wrong.
i move and go through the motions of the day but I'm not here.
I am standing on the ledge of my problems and the lies I've told a thousand times before.
Sure it's easy to quit. BUt you can't quit this. This remarkable reminder of pity left by the wayside where I sleep with my eyes open so I can see shooting stars.
I am morning. And I am in mourning for another life lost, another life unsaved by the sky climing efforts it takes to get out of bed to face the day.
I am not this person.
Not this happy charade of laughter and praise.
I am lonely.
But you will never know my lonely.
You will pierce my flesh with every have a good day. Every good job. But still, don't you see?
I'm dying. And I've woken up to death on my door.
He is the lover that keeps calling and keeps me up at night. And I'm standing in the middle of the street and all I can see is my shadow calling me. Come here.
So I am nothing.
A fossil made of lies. Made of everything you are to believe that my corpse can fly with the best, while you rest on your couches counting the many times we have died in our sleep...

I was not alive for this..
Just a dream...
Standing at the door, waiting to be released into the clutches of death.
Her arms are strong. Strong as an ox.
And we bleed through the pain.
Because we are..

~End~

Description
wake up..
my eyes are open but i'm not awake.
I'm sitting down, wondering where it all went wrong.
i move and go through the motions of the day but I'm not here.
I am standing on the ledge of my problems and the lies I've told a thousand times before.
Sure it's easy to quit. BUt you can't quit this. This remarkable reminder of pity left by the wayside where I sleep with my eyes open so I can see shooting stars.
I am morning. And I am in mourning for another life lost, another life unsaved by the sky climing efforts it takes to get out of bed to face the day.
I am not this person.
Not this happy charade of laughter and praise.
I am lonely.
But you will never know my lonely.
You will pierce my flesh with every have a good day. Every good job. But still, don't you see?
I'm dying. And I've woken up to death on my door.
He is the lover that keeps calling and keeps me up at night. And I'm standing in the middle of the street and all I can see is my shadow calling me. Come here.
So I am nothing.
A fossil made of lies. Made of everything you are to believe that my corpse can fly with the best, while you rest on your couches counting the many times we have died in our sleep...

I was not alive for this..
Just a dream...
Standing at the door, waiting to be released into the clutches of death.
Her arms are strong. Strong as an ox.
And we bleed through the pain.
Because we are..

~End~