That pitiful display of force,
Was nothing but a failed attempt
To stop the things from getting worse,
To find a reason of content.


Another outburst that drained out
The will that no one's ever seen,
Exhausted by this endless drought
You are still stuck somewhere within.


There's no support to your revival,
This feeling's gone over the edge,
Dreaming your remedy's arrival
You've gone as far as you can stretch.

Your little play won you no trust
It made it grow a bit more thin,
For all you built stood on a crust,
As shallow as your luck has been.


And explanations come and go,
But nothing's mended through these words...
The always showing fear to show
Has got you now between the cords.


The point was taken-mask is off,
It's just a shelter you admit
But you've been using it too long
And now the picture doesn't fit


But let's go back to how you were,
When you first started this pretend
Cause you believe you've come so far,
And there is nothing left to mend.


How come the panic's sinking in,
When someone understands your story?
Where is the truth twords which you lean?
And why do you still have to worry?


You think you're tough, but it's a lie,
Therefore you take it as a game
The opportunity to cry
It shouldn't make you be ashamed


How long this play will have sucess?
For it is nothing but a trick.
A time will come when all this mess
Will prove the fact that you are weak.