Buried

I've lived buried all my life

Waiting for a sign

To get to know you better

To see if you're divine.

Each and every promise

Is a hypocritical lie

Without seeing your real face

I just don't want to die.

Years fly by with every minute

I am dead before I'm born.

I try to get out of my tomb

The struggle inside makes me torn.

I have lived forgotten

Since the thought entered my head

To beg for a beam of light,

New hope in the world of the Dead.

Each and every promise

You failed to keep

Made me stronger to believe

I'm the one to trust indeed.