Chasing the simulation,
For lust and devastation,
Searching all creation,
For the dream I can not find,
The love that I've been asking,
Is the hate that you've been masking,
And I feel as if I'm basking,
In the glare of evil eyes,
Moving back while staring ahead,
It's the past that fills me with dread,
And awful thoughts start to fill my head,
Because I miss you,
Yet to die is not the solution,
That would hail as retribution,
And would bring no absolution,
To an already twisted mind,
So I live as if I'm wanted,
My smile will go undaunted,
And even if I'm taunted,
I don't need you by my side.
