In a world full of chaos
In this world full of chaos
i came across a shadow
it did take my shape and so
never did i cease to believe its mine.
but they said its time i know
that its not worth the show
but what show were they referring to?
i dare not ask, it didn't matter after all.
my tears flow at night, pillow soaking wet
dead dark inside, no shadow was set.
always with me, just not at my darkest hours,
why do i need it, like winter showers.
it struck me then, that they are right
then why should i, its not worth the fight.
i could get rid of it, i raise my chin
let the show begin, i might fit in.
i tried so hard to make it look different
then maybe i wouldn't have to call it mine.
and they'll take me, to where they say i belong
it would finally make sense; this chaotic world.
~ Sithara













