Are You Ready?

Dressed in black,
and walking the streets at night.

a brilliant idea entered his mind...
lets pretend,
this life of misery just will not do.

i said to him, pretend?
yes, he replies.

fake it.

everything

everything...
it doesn't matter what you say,
you never mattered anyways...
no one knows,
sell your soul...

the last song...
wake up....
he wasnt paying attention to the words.

"leave yourself in tact, because i won't be comming back.

in a phrase to cut these lips...
i loved you.

neither of us knew at the time, but those were the words,
the final song i would use to speak to him.

aint it fitting?
life is not without a since of irony.

but even as i waste these words,
while you and yours mock reality.

you still would not understand.

this is something you will never understand.

maybe im the one..
just maybe.

3 more days and we'll all know.

the whole world will know...

so ill ask again.

are you ready?