iAMnameless

june23,’08

i want to cry

i don’t know why

all this time

i’ve been living a lie

the perfect team

was just a joke

the perfect old man

was a cheating bloke

i want to cry

i don’t know why

i don’t fear death

but i’m afraid to die

i feel the agony

i taste the pain

i’m breaking outside

inside i’m broken

i want to cry

i don’t know why

i’m getting tired

i feel so tied

bound by my own imperfections

i’m losing my confidence

bound by my evident tribulations

i’ve subdued upon my very essence

i want to cry