Parody Of Man

Even the dead are more alive than me

I'm no human being.

I'm glowing with Lifesickness

Becoming a parody of myself

I'm turning into Meaningless

Slowly, I'm laughing at myself

Even your smiles and kisses can't help me

Past killed me, Future will raise me from the dead

But I don't have present anymore.

Why am I like that?

Why these sorrows, these tears?