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Ballad of the Nameless
Cold, joked and neglected
Alone and invisible to all
Misunderstood made shy
He’s his own phantom
Living day to day life alone
Like a new, straining to survive
Living the same routine wishing
Something good wound happen
To afraid to make something Happen
He can’t be him to afraid
People make him, he’s been manipulated
Doesn’t recognizes himself anymore
A name no more,
He’s ballad of the nameless
Form of sadness and anger
From sadness to anger, an anger to sadness
Can’t decide witch to express more but the
Value goes to sadness can’t escape that
Addictive pain trying to knife it all away
Nameless is his name and pain is his game
Music his vaccine, becomes his veins
Heart turns into glass, easily broken
His blood ink, freedom of speech
He’s now paper, freedom of expression
With forceful nature taking back his name is his goal
And with it using Freedom of expression is his plan
Success, failure …ballad of the nameless is his name
That boy now a man still nameless in his own
He’s seen the truth he doesn’t have known
To any other man but him his own and with his family
Now a man nameless proud of whom he is
Married Mr. and Mrs. Nameless
And now raising his own
by.nobonumb
