Seventh Celestia Science Fiction
What could I do? Only a hero,
Shame is my master and it's a cruel one,
I can't take this, I'm no-one's advert,
Hit me - leave me, make me feel human...
It was my life but I couldn't see that,
Viewing my purpose with growing hatred,
Why can't I see? Can't get through pain -
Curtain my senses 'cause I don't deserve them,
I knew that I would not be coming back,
I found I needed a home, yet that home wasn't here,
So much that we had lost with nothing to show,
'Tragic' - that wasn't the word for it, was everything...
...Down in self hate? I'll do that for you,
Clear out my soul for I won't live with it,
God's a creation - here's how you make him...
My smile's plaster - that's all I feel now,
It's not quite Paris though we'll always have it,
Dropped my cigarette but I can't notice,
I can't avoid it - don't want my freedom,
I seem so worthless - nothing was ever mine,
I knew...
I knew...