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Cold, Hollow, broken, alone- oposite to truth, the one thats known
Impractical feeling, motive inside- none of thats real, what can I hide?
I feel so helpless, excluded at times, times you see me, read my mind.
You stand there open, tell me its okay "dont be mopey" Tis what you say.
Times I feel like I dont belong, pushing away, my thinking is strong
nothing to hold on to, my personality hell, tell me to die, might as well.
No reason to pity, no reason to cry, the only thing I wonder why.
Caring, loving, thats who I can be, I like these moments? just why cant you see?
Time is washing away, like sand on the shore, soon its all gone, there is no more.
Life slipping as the cold dark mass, the moon cannot shine, tis all in the past.
Tonight you can see me, tomorrow you may not, what does it matter, soon you've forgot.
Thoughtful, open, thats all I am...just thought I'd say but you dont give a damn...

-Jack