Uncharmed

I look outside my eyes,
a stranger in a net.
There's dispair on the horizon,
is it east or is it west.
Maybe its all around me,
im drowning in it.
The beginning to the end,
as uncharmed as a person can get.

But time wont remember,
the story of those times.
Beaten to the ground,
fighting for our lives.
Its just the voice,
of the girl in my head.
Im not that face on the outside,
as empty as a person can get.