I want to escape this path,
full of lies.
Everyone comes and go.
Don't take me wrong,
I'm not complaining,
I'm just saying.
Why does life let people walk out on you?
I want to go far away,
away from this nightmare.
But there is no where to hide.
Everywhere I go,
I see unforgiving souls.
Why does this have to be so cold?
I will fold neatly,
my clothes of hurt.
But no one will know how deeply it cuts.
It cuts through the soft skin of mine.
Someday I will fall down to Earth,
and realize what life is about.
But as of right now,
I just want to be faraway from the hurt.
I just want to live with joy.
Eh, I'm just a broken toy.