What is this disease
Invading my mind
God, please tell me --- soon
I will no longer be here
What is this poison
Invading my soul
God, please tell me --- soon
I will no longer be here on this Earth
I cannot seperate my will and Yours
I can, but maybe I don't want to
It's the mask that makes me like this
And I don't want to wear it any longer
It's the alias that makes me feel this
And I won't be that any longer
What is this monster
Invading my thoughts
God, please tell me --- soon
I will no longer be in this place
What is this demon
Invading my body
God, please tell me --- soon
I will no longer be this
I cannot seperate my will and Yours
I can, only if I want to
It's me that makes me like this
And I don't want to be me any longer
It's me that makes me feel this
And I don't want to be that any longer
Author notes
I suppose this is my "frustration" poem...and a tad bit lyrical, eh? (Well, one could tell I was listening to Lacuna Coil and Rammstein while thinking this up!) A bit personal, as well, frustrated with parental religion and my religion.
