A BROKEN HEART
My empty eyes staring at the wall
A black heart always complaining
A life of emptiness filled with despair and pain
Who could explain the inner turmoil of emotions
That keep on bothering my broken heart
Who could truly understand the vanity of life
The frustration because of the foolish heart
Who is this man of broken dreams of human love
A man living in a constant illusion of romance
Do you always have to expect real love for you
From the wrong direction where is none, you stupid silly fool?
Yes, Im a true insane mental psychopath crying for himself
Nobody is ever missing that kind of human being full of fear
Everybodys so afraid after having noticed a face without a smile
Everyones unsure of oneself while there is no a handshake
Nothings moving, no hands, no heart, not even the eyes like ice
A black cold heart, always having those freezing hands shaking
A frozen heart completely unable to feel warm love
All the more so of expressing it to the neighbours
Where are your friends if theres any of them?
Are you happy in your isolation in your home now?
You must love sitting by the computer all day
Is it your only friend?
Can it show affection?
Can it say it loves you?
Does it miss you?
Does it need you?
No, its a machine
Maybe Im a machine
A torn-out machine
Thrown among the garbage
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