This city is killing my slowly... These peoples voices are making me deaf... Their beliefs are making me blind... Slowly becoming infected; Into a statue society molded me to; I harden with your values inside; Only time can tell what I will become... Only time can make me crack and crumble... Only time can stop the infection... This is who I am! You cannot change what I became! I hope your happy with what you created! A lost soul trying to break free! Lost inside trying to figure out who I really am; Am I just a ghost walking the world? Does anyone notice me?