Here it is! My attempt to self-therapy! This is another poem-like creation of mine. I would call it one of my earlier experimentations with writing song lyrics. The title pretty much says it all. Dio would have probably burst out laughing if he ever read this but hey, if I had Ronnie's talent, I wouldn't be posting questionable "lyrics" here. But then again, If I had Ronnie's talent, I wouldn't be writing this kind of "masterpieces" in the first place!
For those wondering, no I wasn't suffering from depression back then, I was merely trying to be deep. I failed miserably...
Lying here feeling nothing at all
Looking around, seeing it all wrong.
Faces are coming, then leave and forget
Most of them don’t know but still they regret.
Hey, listen! That’s just what I want.
You offer a life but I’m not very fond of.
Still lying here without a thought
Poor little face with nothing to hope.
Can someone tell me what I’m looking for?
Am going crazy, can’t stand this no more.
Hey, listen! That’s just what I want.
You offer a life but I’m not very fond of.
Weird thoughts filling my head
Loosing my mind, I might have been dead.
For a moment I think help‘s coming near
But all I can feel is me dying here!
Hey, listen! That’s me and I’m crying.
Just hope you could save me from my painful dying!
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