Who Am I?

Behind your cold eyes

Sometimes I think I can see

What your vision of me

turned out to be

I know what I used to feel

I know what I used to like

I know what my life was to me

I just can't figure out who I am

Do you see me

Do you know the answer?

Do you understand the nightmares?

Or you're just another of them?

That sad puppets.

They do all that they see on TV.

Live their life on appearance.

Instead of being someone.

I don't wanna be like them.

Trade my life for designer clothes.

Live in a happy made up world.

Forgetting the true behind all.

I don't mind the suffer...

I don't mind the pain...

In the end I just wanna know

I knew the truth behind the mask