well you know people won't change.

don't ever leave me
that feeling
of delightful confusion
the moment when you have to choose
right or wrong?
you will never know.
you must hate me
i know you do
that's what feeds our ego.
how many times you thought
it won't be the same anymore? well it never is.
are we dead, are we living, probably something in between. i hope i had the courage, the clear mind and the cold heart you ask from me.
but... well, who would have thought i'll be still here anyway.
just another pair of sad eyes to you.