The ending is the beginning

The day I die, it will be my beginning.
Between worlds, my soul will be,
not knowing what to do, were to go,
when darkness and light, decide my end.

Darkness comes first, taking the first strike,
filling me with sorrow and pain inside.
My soul can't take this much as I used to fill it up,
now I'm different, I'm only a soul.

Light is trying to strike now, trying to bring me back.
That nice little girl, is some where inside.
Trying the most it can, not sure if it's happening,
what's next on this journey, that has a painful beginning.

Now, is there turn to fight it off.
I'm just standing there, all alone,
watching how they start off.
I feel nothing at all.

I'm their little puppet,
I'm just watching the show.
I'm just part of a big trophy,
I AM THEIR FREAK SHOW...