• Problems over problems
    And I'm stuck in them
    Noone feels what I do feel
    Noone cares about what i want
    All the pple looking for the appearance
    And Noone cares about what is inside
    All the pple are seeming to be happy
    But inside I dont think they are
    They are just pretending and lying
    But why the is no truth in this world?
    I wish I can find a place
    That noone will lie or pretend
    Just to aviod losing myself
    In place without any faith
    Is the mercy in sleeping forever?
    So its better than being unfaithfull
    Im standing and thinking
    Is the comfort in the death?..........