chair.

you sit at you char

and silently stare

you quitly ponder

you quietly wounder

do they ever notice

do they see through the fortress you`v built

do they blame you

for all the heartbraking guilt?

god only knows

how much more your heart can bare

how much you could come up with

sitting silintly at your chair

you brake sweat

at every chance of being close

you quitly crash and crumbel

as the wind coldly, gently blows

say your goodbys

to the world befor you

your endless lies

only tore you...

write all that comes to mind