
Disillusioned
by Lasting Traces· from Portraits
I never thought to have such feelings,disillusion is rising melancholy increasing. Preassure is on, I'm trying to escape, you left me no choice I'm loosing my faith. A broken man with broken dreams hiding in fantasy,crying in reality. The ones I loved,hurt me the most. You never told me that I asked you why. Promises were made, promises I belived. Am I green,or was I cheated? Disillusioned I walked to the abyss, the more I walk the more I see it clearly disullusioned. The fear of falling is less than never waking up. Now I see it clearly disillusioned. Denounced for life but with a gain in experiance anyway. You nearly overwhelmed me with you expectation. I am late, but it's not over yet. Time is healing my wounds, destiny is guiding me and I'm not guiding destiny. I have so many weird feelings but pride is not fitting in. I survived my own assasination and I won't wast my last smile for you. You can't reset what I passed through.