Κυριακή, 20 Φεβρουαρίου 2011

Rorschach's Journal [Junction]

I'm walking through the crowd
a life that seems so obvious
but tell me why am I crying?

Somebody screamed out loud
was it just me, or all of us?
or some voice inside my mind?

I'll help you through the night
if you hold my hand, when morning comes
that's when I fear the most

When I'm hiding in plain sight
but no one sees what's obvious
they smile gently and pass me by