Give Me The Strength To Cry

And here comes another day, my eyes are undesirably dry,
My cheeks are starving for tears, my soul is begging me to cry;
But this heart is evil itself, it has lost the ability to feel,
All the doors are locked for emotions, no thoughts are left to reveal.

So unaffected by love, I'm immune to hatred of my own,
Because emotions hardly affect a soul, long lost, injured and torn;
Cold outside, broken inside, I'm living a life which doesn't seem mine-
With each moment my hatred increases, inside of me I'm dying.

Nothing left to see, nothing to hear, my voice is long gone-
In the dark, silent world of depression, another spirit is born;
And thus i leave this world of untold miseries and false pretense,
With a hope that they'll ignore my absence, just like they ignored my presence !