Little Big Somethings

Life Not Alive

I'm living a life not alive
Why can't I be dead?
If I could be resting in void
Why am I alive instead?

I'm wrapped in all the feelings I have
And the world is still freezing
This clothing I talk about, it's so sad
Life isn't a game I want to be playing

They glorify life
Picture it like sunny days in a waterfall
We are meant to face everything and rise
And in the end, we just fall and stand down

From 12 and so on, we get to know the ground
We scream and no one hears
We learn how to make no sound
No one would've hear us anyway

Earth must be somewhere else's Hell
And God is nothing but a fake (is it?)
God if you are there and I can't tell
Please save our souls, it's not too late

Why are living in Hell then
If there is a way out?
If people can't say something useful Why do their open their mouth?

They say that cats have seven hearts
Because they always fall on their feet
And I say we have a life broken into parts
Because we never fall, we just sit

I mean, we bring ourselves down
We over think a landmine - surrounding us
We don't even try to go around
We pretend everything its just fine - with us

What about living? Being happy?
Have we forgot what matters?
What about living? Being epic?
Does it no longer matter?

But as a matter of fact
I'm telling you something that shouldn't be new
I'll still be part of an act
I'll still pretend I'm fine, a lie that only some knew

I am not strong, I'm broken apart
I'm not intact, I'm destroyed as Iraq
And this is not the entire song, this is only a part
I'm not intact, I'm broken as Faq

Even the strongest ship can sink
Even the weakest boat can go across the entire sea
All depends on the ocean, the salt and zinc
Why can't I make it? I can't see...