He controls my every move, although I feel I am my own boss
But deep inside, I know my mind is playing tricks on me
I am not free to think what I want, to live how I want
He is the reason
He lives my life
I try, oh dear God, I try to get away but my chains won't let me
I choke
I am sure he means trouble but an obscure part of me refuses to believe
Drowning in all the tears I shed
Infatuated with love
Blinded by the lights
Even a stoic needs to reveal his deepest emotions but he is different
Sometimes I doubt he is a human being
Rageful eyes, ready to kill with one simple look
The urge to crush someone gives him such power
Higher than the world, no more weakness
Immortality
No one can harm him, no compassion, he is nothing but a bitter cold man
His heart has been replaced with an icey rock
Not even the hottest sun could make it melt
Darkness
And yet I believe he is weak, I see it in his eyes, if only for one second
In search of his reality
Drama happens inside the core
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Life is easy, it's the people who make it hard