In this small world predominated by intense emotions
I hid behind a tough surface in order to be spared
By the suffocating anguish either caused by lies or fake devotion
And paying the price of safety with loneliness I could hardly bear…
At night I could feel the hollowness in my chest
Eating away the remaining fond memories
But why do I still find myself craving for that distant tenderness?
When I vowed I wouldn't succumb to such sentimentality.
Break me, Take me, I hear my soul scream
Like a vulnerable little child exposed to the world
Why only when I break down do I have the time to ask myself
Is it only in pushing the limits I could feel my life's worth?
I throw myself into the mercy of oblivion
If I cease to think of anything else only then could I ever achieve peace.
But peace I know is just an illusion
A temporary diversion from the chaos we all know exists.
What is the real purpose of my existence?
I have long since forgotten the justification of living,
If life is what you call this endless, restless dance.
But though beaten and weary my pride won't let me just give in…
How long will I able to stay this way?
When inside of me's already torn into pieces?
How much more should I endure before I fade away?
But all the bitterness and sadness won't escape my lips.
Pushing the limit, I'll continue to face the bleak world
Until my last breath I'd hide my tears and continue to smile
"Wound me, bind me, rip me apart," I scream to the world I no longer care.
But I know inside my heart I wish to tell the world I once was there.
In pushing the limit I'm able to forget my greatest fear
The fear of acknowledging I have so many things in this chaotic world that I hold dear…