...

Appearing sarcastic and cool

Feels like my eyes are binded in wool

Within I'm crushed

My mind's in mushed

Could it be any more clear?

I'm anything but the best.

The silence hurts my ears

The light burns my eyes

Your face blurs my mind

I run away from you miles away

But you seem to be everywhere

I close my mind

Blot out the savage regret

But your shadow I seem to find

Lurking... ready to strike yet

Facing the hideous truth

I'm just a prosaic in the world.