My World

I live in my own world,
where no-one can touch me,
no-one can harm me,
I live far away from reality.

I walk as if in a dream,
expecting things that cannot be.
Nothing is what it seems,
I cannot open my eyes to see.

I am protected, defended.
I'm locked inside my thoughts.
I won't let anyone in, isolated.
I don't trust anyone, I cannot.

I rely entirely on my emotions.
I feel that no-one understands me.
Constant are my never-ending devotions,
Why can't anyone just let me be?

I am left alone, forgotten.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Everything is left, rotten.
It's never enough, why do I ask for more?

All I have to myself is this.
Listen, I say, I am talking!
Who ever said that ignorance is bliss?
But they just carry on, walking.

I want to be taken seriously,
I want everyone to understand.
I can't spend my life alone, in misery.
But all they do is misunderstand.

This pain, loneliness is forever with me.
I want my closest to feel me.
I want their help, they ignore me.
If not them, who else can there be?

Despair gives way to numbness
I can't feel anything anymore.
That's why I live in a world of dreams,
where nothing is real anymore

By Obsession Pathetique, 7th July 2005