Open my eyes greeted by the greythe same reflection that I see here each day I feel nothing on my skin The touching of your fingers or the blowing of the wind And I keep floating painless and numb forever On the outskirts of a town I don't belong I'm forever waiting to see what it holds A new day created just to be empty and cold My life is sculpted not by my hands My mind is molded to be narrow and bland Hearing other voices but not my own stuck In complacency and that is where I'll roam I'm standing in the rain but not feeling a thing on my skin I'm a empty shell of a man but I always have been...