My life is wrapped around my wrist, torn from my heart and slipped away from my feelings.A place were no light shines, no skin shows..and no feelings let out. you keeped it all locked and bottled up inside and wait for the day that it all makes you slowly die.If you think of life and the way it makes you feel, it tries to fill your head with laughter..but you know its not real.sorrow fills your heart and the empty days, as you walk around feeling like a slave. condemed to do what you are told to do. Told to love, told to choose. Just think about your life being ripped slowly away from you, were no civil life is being held in your hands no longer. Ripped away from the very body you posses, with a soul so deep that it cant evan breath. When you think about life, and the way it chooses for you, you wonder what life would be if you could just see.....The other side of me...Confused as you may be, wonder how i would breath, if you were dying right next to me.Who knows why things are the way they are in this messed up world..my guess is not to wonder play along...mabey one day this world will get strong enough to kill the sadness, kill the madness and bring back the laughter.