Faceless Life

When I was young, on my life I swore,
To be something different, to be something more.

But as I grew older, my dreams were lost,
Left cold and helpless to die in the frost.

I've become another face in the crowd,
I've hidden my hopes so bright and so proud.

I'm just a faceless worker behind a wage,
A hidden extra on life's acting stage.

Inside, I'm quietly tearing to bits,
For losing my soul in these broken pits.

I drink to console the remains that were me,
Silent and broken, when am I free?

I'm just a tiny piece of the game that is life,
The game was too much for me, I die by my knife.