None of the Brighter Days Seconds, minutes, hours keep on passing by my desperate Self - depressing black and white no touch of grey to Paint my shell - no sequence to the synthetic smiles that Reach my staring, empty eyes - half-asleep no motivation To push me to activity... None of the brighter days to come in time, None of the brighter days to light my life...
The mirror shows the undead scheme of a fractured Personality - silence and tranquillity the only friends I have - no amount of drinks enough to reach the Edge of happiness - none of my memories are worth enough To fill my dreams...
Never more, never cry Never laugh, never die Never lucky, never sad Never normal, never mad Loneliness, abandonment
Decay of mind, desperation Depressive boredom Depressive life Depressive me Depressive time...
None of the brighter days to come in time, None of the brighter days to light my life...
