ȿhe ωho ɨs ϵmotionless
who knew a happy mask could be so healing?
who knew it could throw away the pain?
who knew my emotionlessness could be freeing?
who knew it would hold the key to life?
inside, i know i'm being bad...
i know emotions are supposed to be a gift...
but better to feel nothing than to
hurt as though there is no relief!
better to thrust aside any weakness
better to chase down perfect flawlessness!
who knew locking myself up could be release?
who knew it could be so lovelyly safe?
damn those feelings that keep me in fetters!
bondage no longer holds my hand
for only good things come to
she who, at very long last, is emotionless.