Forsaken

don't look at me.
don't come out 'n' open
keep hiding
behind those clouds opaque
even if i know u can see me
i don't want you to know
that even i can break
even i can look inside
and find another
worthless waste inside me.

there's something wrong.
isn't it?
you can see
but can you feel?
i don't see.
i don't know.
but its like there is
this dead butt
stubbed in my head.
and it still curls smoke...
remains of the last fag.

No! don't look at me.
i'm ragged and so withered.
i'm a downer in the deep.
i feel i'm so doomed.
i feel like on a razor
with edges that shall cut me.
i feel Forsaken.