From Time To Time
Today was, once again, one of those days,
Lost in my mind, times of past memories,
Some people ask questions, too many of them,
But when I come back home, no one really noticed,
Does it matter, it wouldn’t change a thing, would it,
Since no one really knows me, and nobody really gives a damn,
Everyone has centered his thoughts about his own god damn realm,
Trying to rip from everyone as much as they can,
Real interest, just a fake, all looking out for their own sake,
There are no hearts left to break, no friends to make,
It’s all superficial, it’s so obvious it makes me sick,
I would like to scream, I’d like to tear them all apart,
Still I play along, for alone my soul would perish,
Waiting day for day, for a face like mine,
For I’ve been hiding mine so long, it might be gone,
From time to time I wonder was this person ever born,
But then I realize that I lost ground again,
Dreaming away, of a world that has never been,
Need to get down, come back to the lies, reality,
Have to keep my guard up, leave no space to steal,
My tiny spark of hope and dignity I have left,
One second, one blink of an eye, it could all be lost,
My last bit of humanity that keeps me alive,
They take what they get, and they don’t give back,
From time to time I wonder why I still fight,
But then I remember the times.
I remember the times.
-Max
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