Treasure Island

Rick Adriolo

(22-01-1988 / The Netherlands (Holland))

Numb..


The moment the world stopped to notice me
it's when emotionless I became to be.
It began with the mask I used to where
to show them all I couldn't be hurted and I didn't care.
Reckless oh so careless I became
and brought so many feelings in my heart to shame.
Too late I noticed there was a price to pay
not only my sad emotions went away.
I made up all those lies
to become a man that feels nothing inside.
This numbness doesn't feel right
I have to deal with it day and night.
I do neither smile nor weep
cause my numbness runs too deep.
Now there's only doubt
where I used to cry and shout.
And now I don't pretend to be someone else but me
I just pretend I'm someone that feels so there's something I can be.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 06, 2013
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