Sorrowful Sins

Sorrowful sins

Prologue

Can I keep my hopes down enough to make it through everyday in this slowly darkening world, my eyes aren't adjusting, my heads spinning but at least I know where I am, if I wasn't aware that I am alive I would think this the afterlife.

I am a sinner weither I like it or not
I sin every day, not that you see that
I sin when I walk through those doors
I’m sinning by hiding behind my fake mask

One day I will be punished for my sins. For the ones that lie to my friends. For the ones that lie to my family and for the ones that make up the shell I hide in, then lastly for the sin I brought upon -her-. I walk thought the doors to the studio with that authentic smile on my face but anyone that knows the real me can see the sadness in my eyes. I know why I am sad, it has been the thousands of times a day I wish my life wasn’t so boring or wondered if it would hurry up and end, I hate repeating every day knowing that when I lay in my bed...tomorrow is still to come and it just all starts again. I lie to my friends about being happy; I lie and say I am getting along with my family. Why worry about adding any more sins...I'm in hell before I've died. getting along with my family. Another sin to my list of sins.