Incertitude

Balancing on the surface of existence

Between illusion and reality

I see what I have missed before

I discover the truth which proves false

I let out a voiceless cry

I hear steps behind my back

Dominated by incertitude

I feel more and more alien

Struck in the mud of the unknown

Locked in the reservation of filth

I slip through cold halls misunderstanding

Through jealousy from the outside

Day by day, piece by piece

I run into an absurd emptiness

Irony hidden by the mask of frendship

It all exists in real

Overwhelmed by nothingness

I withdraw into myself

I don't wan to lose

What makes up the core of my life

I have to go