Is it a systematic error or just an era gone wrong
This world
Is an infiltrated,
Nauseated mess
So many questions to maintain but just a stiffle remains
People were trusted hearts were busted
Going unnoticed was my specialty until it became my catastrophe
My brain found ways to cope, knowing what I know now I should have scoped out help instead
It's all just in my head anyway, or did we just forget that part.
Just because I was shattered to pieces.
The pieces turned unmoved and unsolved like the puzzle they had become
Is it a systematic error or just an era gone wrong
So many questions i find myself in a battle with silence and a mended brand~
Only holding on by a strand~
I found peace in the crowded silence my shattered parts created
I found strength when I needed kindness, I found myself rebuilding alone.
Dont get me wrong, I love you mom, but i was always the pawn that spawned where you needed me.. Even if you never asked me to, I love you.
The crazy bus falling part by part until only one remained.. Me
Alone nowhere to run, talk, hide, breath, to be a part of me.
I tried to scream, shout, to make you hear me, but it was all in vain, so the veil of pain rained and rained until all the pieces from my heart were eroded and molded never to be put back the same.
Why do we play games.
It's always his score but her expense
Always his way her obey
Always "how do I get her" never how can I help her.
So in this era of systematic error, we are limited
By our on limitations. No validation needed. So question without borders and reach beyond water, it's not too far you're not alone.. If your hearing this.. I hear your silent scream and this is your song.
