The Chosen Pessimist

Tell me, Which side I am on

Approaching to a Constant Failure

Who Is Friend or Foe?

Between Love, And Hate... Which path to Follow?

How Can I Keep Balance In This Race?

Come Faith... I'm Dying.... Slowly.

In many ways, Im the Burden.

That divides us From the light.

In many Ways, You are the Halo That keeps My Spirit Alive.
Temptation

Play The Good Of the Evil part.

With Me, You never evoke the dark

I Erase my free will Only to watch myself heal.

Isn't curious how I get Amused by the Trials And Tribulations ?

If, I survive, I fly From Here But, As the Chosen Pessimist...

I carve My Name in Stone.

Sober And Irrelevant

I Used To be Original, But now, I tremble In fear.

I am Like, Everyone else And That Buries me

Is It How It Feels To Reach The Bottom?

- And Do You Want To Know How It feels To Be Forgotten?

I' ve become the distance... I'm The Sober And Irrelevant...

And I dont Feel Part, In this, I am Apart  of myself

What's There To believe? 

Im not asking for Much.. I dont Even Need An Answer...

Just a moment...  A chance... To Pick Up The Pieces...

Happines please come home alive!

What If It Ends right here?

How Do I Change, Hoping To Find  a Savior Saint?

I Just Cant Stop Thinking I've Lost My Way Again...