For I hang tonight at the gallows of a smoke...
the sounds from the distance are quietly deafening,
reminding you of the lost cause, the last soul and the last stand.
Who are you? Why do you exist? Why do you affect me? What is this unknown and unseen bond called?
Love, lust, fear, denial, acceptance, friendship... these are merely words,
But, why do they hurt? Who am I? What am I? Why do you care and not care?
I stand in a sea of shadows, looking for myself.
Each night I sleep for a new dawn, but I always get up to the same darkness each morning.
The sun is dark, the stars are dim, the moon does not shine anymore.
Why do you all affect me? Why do I need attention? Do I really need it? What is this craving?
The soul is always alone, then why does it want companionship?
Why can't I let go of you all and just disappear in totality.
I don't exist for anyone, I am merely a cutout of me placed in your world.
Am I needed? Am I cared? Am I loved? Am I anything to anyone?
I am just a face, that laughs and always laughs.
Why can't anyone see my tears? They are just their, no one has ever bothered to look,
People know me, talk to me yet no one acknowledges me.
I am smoke, I am air, I am everything yet nothing.
I feel sad about myself, yet I am happy.
Who has heard my soul cry? Who has stopped to look at me?
I still sit in the corner on the bench of ignorance.
Why am I shunned? Why am I a cast away in this sea of humanity?
I feel the noose tightening, it won't be long before it happens.
Why would you care? Why would anyone care? I am nothing but a mere hindrance
I am not a friend just a mere acquaintance to this world...