Friday, May 06, 2005

Every day is exactly the same

I believe I can see the future
As I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again
That might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now i never make a sound
I just do what I've been told
I really don't want them to come around again

Oh, no


Everyday is exactly the same
Everyday is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Everyday is exactly the same

I can feel thier eyes are watching
In case I loose myself again
Sometimes I think I'm happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend
I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end


I'm writing on a little piece of paper
I'm hoping someday you might find
I'll hide it behind something
They won't look behind
I am still inside here
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could have been any other way
But I just don't know- I don't know what else I can do!

(NIN-Every Day Is Exactly The Same)

2 comments:

Robyn said...

Its exactly the same for all of us. I sometimes wonder if we dont have everything all wrong. The sane folks are locked up while the madmen run free.

Love and Light

Scoobs said...

4 walls and one path, only back and forth.. pill, walls, path, walls, pill bed..

--Scoobs