I am tired br tired of the walls closed around me br tired of blindness when I wish to see br I am scared br scared of the love that will never come br scared of where the darkness is from br I am angry br angry at truths that are perceived wrong br angry at the uselessness of a happy song br I am sad br sad for those left behind br sad for the happiness they cannot find br I am confused br confused with the madness of this world br confused with the life into which I'm hurled br I am helpless br helpless to keep my innocence br helpless of it to make any sense br I am dead br dead to the world around me br dead to the people, who refuse seebr br Glaedr the poetbr br