Everyday of a fake smile,
Therefore I have to make it worthwhile.
Although inside I’m broken,
The pain sits there unspoken.
I say I’m ok but in those words hides that I’m destroyed,
It’s like inside I’m stuck in a void.
When I act happy I’m vulnerable,
Then whom I thought were friends hurt me that pain is irrecoverable.
Therefore who I thought was a friend is gone in the end,
Another part of my soul missing that I have to defend.
Walking my dark path,
Leaving bombs in the aftermath.
Fighting a path at the last level,
Inside i’m broken and disheveled.
I failed now my soul is lost in the phantom zone
This is where time doesn’t exist and i’m all alone
Now that my soul is lost I forgot who I Am lost in the world of despair,
Only if there was a place I could be repaired.
The Middle Seat 