The Melancholic Subject

Day one Everythings under control

Murders in there

Bodies in here

People right there

People right here

Staring at me like im the only right Bear

No no they aren't people's

Not even here

Not even there

I didn't like it to be right here

You think I did it oh that isn't fair

So what is it fair

Not in my dare to tell

who was right there

I only care about me be cherished

So you say no one was here

Before the very origin?

What kind of origin?

The origin of here

Oh oh not on my watch

How you did so much?

Is very easy you just have to fetch

Fetch what with what?

Fetch me with not

And therefore to nothing

In the end you'll see there's no one in here

And no one in their

Is just me in you like you really there

No bodies no murders

Nothing is real

Is just that i don't get out of your head

You just imagining you're real and here

Wake up and and see if I'm telling the truth

But how I wake up if I don't know im sleeping

I think is a peeping

That if I'm believing

If there's no fooling

Then you'll live and never knew that you're sleeping

Or you're awake

Even if you feel,taste,or smell,it doesn't mean you're awake

Is just that it makes you think you're awake

After awhile he waked up

In the inferno for his infernal

Murders

he continued to burn and he never knew if he's sleeping

God bless the good who left on this earth