JubyPhonic - Lost One's Weeping
Feel it cutting into me, the doubting, painful, knife
Feel it deepening the rift, finally hit just right
Couldn't take the love I had, so weak and burning low
But it grew into a weapon, only hurting me, this I know...
So good with numbers; science, math I like
But I'm terrible at English,so I despise
This part of me that wants a simple "right or wrong"
And I feel that everything I choose will always be false
A blank sheet
This life I
Will now live
'Til I think,
Why are we
Saying how we're sad and
Saying how we're lonely?
Can you even read the blackboard, written clear as can be?
Can you even read his mind? See that kid's lost fantasy?
Can you find the one who dyed his red heart to black?
Hey, who could it be?
Hey, someone tell me!
Can you even solve the question with your abacus yet?
Can you even stop the rope from hanging him by his neck?
Did we really choose it right saying we'