|Morphine.. |9/10/2001 |

|no feelings, no pain | |i can relate to the situation | |not hearing, not seeing, | |what i need to see. | |the walls built around my mind, | |fence me in | |i feel trapped | |why shouldnt i? | |i brought it on myself | |a shiver of nothing runs up my spine, | |what should i do, while i cant feel... | |nothing, just that... | |the numbness is all i need to feel.. | |these walls need to come down... | |the walls of comfort and fake belief | |the padded walls of my mind, did | |my mind need to be controlled to begin with? | |are my ideas too outspoken, and my will too strong? | |did you think those walls would break me? | |you were wrong.. those walls were in your mind. | |to protect yourself from what you do not want to see.. tough shit.. | | | |it's there... |