Friday 31 August 2007

Have you seen my passion?

I thought I left it somewhere
I’ve searched everywhere
But yet it could not be found
Have you seen my soul?
For months I lived in emptiness
Staring blankly at everything
Not knowing what is this all about
Anxiety
Has gotten all over me
Yes, I know this by heart
But no, I wouldn’t confess
For my greatest fear
is to be judged by you
I’m all pitched black
My eyes see nothing but haze
I’m still searching…
But the world wouldn’t understand
Clock won’t stop ticking
People will pass me by
And I am caged by my own fear