smile

making a fool out of myself
over and over and over again
it can see me
as i always saw it
these situations, these desires
these 'false hopes from shaytaan'
this fool making within my own mind
insanity cannot reach me
because it has to be real
and my life isnt real
its within my thoughts.
within me.
but where am i
like dean jocelin
nowhere
an uncountry
in a state of nothingness.

oh i cant take this this intense feeling within me
this desire, this longing, oh i need somebody
but does anybody need me?

Trapped inside a glass bottle,
floating in a sea thats burning with life,
trapped inside a glass bottle,
amongst a mass of waves that swing me,
trapped inside a glass bottle,
that wont break no matter how i pound it,
trapped inside a glass bottle,
the air thickens,
trapped inside their glass bottle,
the glass cracks,
the water seeps in,
chokes me...
the pain stabs in my chest,
no longer trapped inside a glass bottle
and now im left with nothing but water in my lungs &,
a sense of freedom before death takes me into her loving arms.