Deep within my cursed mind
I feel the absence of my undying woe
Indifference prevails through the emptiness
and finally I let go of what I hold

The ashes of yesterday still burns my being
and yet this fire cannot suffice my mourning

I let my own impudence slaughter my own ease
until I fade from the whole existence of hypocrisy
still I let my inadequate self suffer from what they call “living”
and hear my own cries of helpless fallacy

Soon they will see what I am
the lie I have become

And I would soon fall and die,
when I see the hurt from your eyes.