Mindless games. Childless is the hope that I pray to contain, Hopeless is the strength hidden in me, refrained, Weak are the signs of bravery I’ve never gained, A coward am I, my soul in your name. Tears roll on as the endless ages pass by, Moments cease to exist as I perform every lie, Living incomplete, and fearful inside, Complete is the guilt, enough for me to die. Touched by the breeze that crawls in through the door, The torrents of your hate fail me to the floor, The victory of defeat eats my mind once more, I’m submitting to this mechanical game, just like before. Every day brings more than yesterday, when it begins, I’m crouching in scarcity; I’m growing so thin, Dense and gruesome are your torturous ways within, I’m losing again, once more, you win. this is a new format, and i need your comments on it, please!