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Old 01-19-2010, 07:49 AM   #254 (permalink)
chard
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The madness within my mind
am i really that unkind
Places that haunt me
people that taunt me
tresspassing in my brain.
nomatter what has gone before
there's something invisible
that delivers pain, and it isn't excusable.

Seeing is believing so theirs no need to explain
maybe if people are interested they may visit you again.
Behind these great walls locked away inside
drugged to your eyeballs and commanded to open wide.
No one wishes to confront this because we are all a little unsure
whether or not we are sane enough, for us their is no cure.
They may find out i have been blagging it for all these years
i could winde up in the cell next to you that is my only fear.
So i pretend that i don't care but i will soon be prepared
for that exclusion while i lose control
nothing is certain not even tomorrow.

Tap into my mind you may hear laughter,
but you wont hear me cry
their are to many wrongs to many disasters
to many people asking why.
Not a lot of people deserve an answer
they will all soon learn to forget
just like a erotic dancer, slippery when wet.

While i'm in here suffering in silence
wishing i was outside in the centre of violence.
Desperate to find a cure, for this made up mental illness
so i can get back to war dancing on a cloud of happiness.
Can't talk can't really think, i'm way to high
giving them the right to take my life, they're all sure i must die.
Judging me on events that have brought me to this end
everyone has turned there backs on me, even my friends.
Though i get visitors for scientific research
and people look in on me, only the perverse.

Money is power, without pride
all goodness, how quick it died.
In the name of progress we stand and salute,
we are all heading for death but first the boot.
Wishing everyone would die around me
or they all wake up and set me free.
What ever the outcome something has got to give
death or a life to live.
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