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Man without mouth can't speak.
Man without heart can't feel.
Man without eyes can't see.
Man without soul can't dream.

So what's left in me?

I'm slowly losing my sanity
I'm not so stable as I used to be
Tears in my eyes I watch myself from mirror
And keep whispering, "what's wrong with me"

When asked, I say I'm alright
To be normal, I have to lie
It's a shame to do so and I don't know why
Maybe I don't want to survive, but I always try

Everyday I face a brand new me
Yet I don't remember how I used to be
Behind these eyes there is only pain
All I did was all in vain

Nights are dark, and days are long.
Never found the place where do I belong.
I always think, "This day is my last".
And all I can do is live in past.

Man with mouth can feel.
Man with heart can speak.
Man with eyes can dream.
Man with soul can see.

So what could I ever be?


c. Joni "Nonno" K.