My spirit sleeping some where cold

bit my blood to turn, before i come and done

a puzzle made of pieces you can’t find

make me crawled beneath my veins, and i’m a hopeless

In my stupid birthday

i’ll escape and hide to get a hit

the sorrow that you know will meet away

when my face the world alone

I try to make a sound

i try to screaming “help”

but no one can hear me

when i realize i’m a hopeless thing

And now i see “it” again

the mask which hide my face from the world

Wherever i seek my heart

to come back to my soul

pain…

it’s go away…

i’m so tired of being here

suppressed by all of my fool fears

And it’s leave me alone with painful wounds

this pain is just to real

and i can’t earase them

Frozen inside, where become so numb

someone…..i try to make a sound for the last time

please save me from the darkenss, pain and sadness

like a fairy tale.