as years come by,
people told me to be quiet,
to disappear from their sight,
to live in a complete silence.
as days come by,
i showed them my weakness
and they covered it dark.
now it's just meaningless.
as minutes come by,
they try to bring me down,
pull the strings, call me "mine"
and now i become a clown.
as seconds come by,
the weight of the world is high.
in the scenario i forgot my line.
i wish i could disappear from my sight.
