Abducted

25 Apr 2010

Pirattyca
Still here, still breathing
Deceiving not living.
Not me, no longer
Who ? I myself wonder
I died. I remember.
My soul...it faded like an amber
Replaced. By what I ask ?
Why is it wearing my old mask ?
Who lives where I once did
Wearing me like a mitt ?
Replacing my words with his...
What kind of game is this ?
My eyes see, they don`t believe
Dead, yet I walk and breathe
Words I speak...I am amazed
I hear not me. I hear the crazed
Foreign thoughts in my own head
Something lives. I should be dead
It moves, yet it is not me
I`m trapped inside, no longer free
Scared ? No...curious I`d say
He lives inside, yet far away
Decisions ? He makes for me
Or rather us. I don`t agree
Living ? Oh no, not me
Dragged along, forced to be
Resigned, waiting for the end
Alive ? No, no I just pretend
Why, who and why me ?
Guess I`ll wait, guess I`ll see
In the end eventually
All revealed...hopefully...

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