A world made of fantasies.
Happiness is no longer the illusion,
My life is my new disease.
No longer waiting to see what happens,
No more waiting on fate.
I will decide where it all ends,
I will show you all my hate.
You claim to be full of anger,
You spread nothing but lies.
Your time in my mind is in danger,
For you are whom I truly despise.
The look in your eyes is hard to handle,
It’s almost something to be feared.
Is this true or just another scandal?
Where is your face–just mine I see mirrored.
But why does the living feel so dead inside?