sometimes when all else fails, you'd rather be a man in the iron mask. its simple, hide yr emotions, dont let it fill your face. you have nowhere to head to, no destination to reach, no one to rely on, thats when you realize the importance of independence. send yr emotion to surgery, to change the way you feel. but no, even surgery, its plastic. its fake. nothing can change it at all. put yr 2 feet on the ground again it seems like the ground's giving way once more to set you in back into your misery. you ponder how else would you feel better. you wonder what else would make you feel better. den you realise its the way the obstacle is set, not the way you go through it. you cant compromise with it, you just have to do what you think is right. life, it aint that easy to go through alone. along this road will you only find who really sticks with you, and go thru life with you. and im starting to see, the people in the iron masks.




this love has taken its toll on me. somewhere somehow i cant see