Deep Underground perspectives

Running
From my
Sickness
Running
And helpless
What do you have that I lack?
How can you see the flow of time?
How do you live your own live?
Why am I failling?
Everything is running faster
All I create is meaningless
Time has no mercy on me
Left on my own
I'm forced to run
And I am left behind
So hard I have tried
To be like you
Running from my sickness
Running tired and helpless
Is that what your eyes can see?
Is that the image I reflect?
Tragic, pathetic aberration
Pitty or hate it's all the same
And still I'm left behind
How hard I have tried to be like you
When I rise
I'll mesmerize
Watching you grow
And still I'm left behind
How hard I have tried
To be like you
Running from my sickness
Running from my masters