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| .: Misione Ibaer :. |
Pronounciation: "mee-see-own ee-bare" ID: AM030F Gender: Female Rank: Missionary Breed: Chiroptae Type: Miracle Mutations: None Accessories: Silver chocker and legbands |
| .: Tearing Me Apart :. |
All the faults that I perceive The things that hide inside of me The pain will never leave me free They don't know what's happening Inside my mind, it's my domain They can't come in, the doors are shut They don't understand 'cause they can't really see I'm not always who I seem to be My past is filled with tragedy It strews me with this emotional debris Every day it digs further into me My smiles only hide my tangent reality They don't see that inside I'm ugly Everything's a mess but I can't sort it out And they don't know, so they can't help But I'm falling apart, I can't stay afloat There's nowhere to go, and I've done it to myself Because you can't expect answers When the questions are a mystery By my own hands, I've suffered this defeat Buried in the folds of my secretive creed I've succumbed to the growing lunacy Now I'm trapped, too late for apologies The pain of what's been is devoid of mercy I try to escape; I strive to break free But it won't go away, and so I dream If I only had foreseen what would happen to me There would be no need for lies and secrecy But thoughts like that are just fantasies The present is blind, hindsight's 20/20 Maybe one day, someone will come rescue me But that day's not today, and tomorrow is unlikely Still, I live with hope that eventually I will have a strong shoulder against which to lean And then I will be free, finally. |