Blind eyes can't catch the bloodshed down my cheeks
Is happiness real? Or is ignorance all that speaks
Expecting so much
From things and people
Who am I to say nothings enough, it's not simple
Want what you cant have
Nothing to blame but yourself
Blind eyes see nothing
Im a doll on their shelf
Will this be enough one day? The answers unknown
Until then i wait for what comes next or if I'm alone
