It waited there on her wooden dresser,
sitting on the jewelry chest...
Silence the bleating and pewter the face
Powder the sunlight and knit the lace...
Liar liar, pants on fire
Sins are only rising higher...
How strong are you now
That I have cut you down...
Steal, metal, sharp
release my pain everything...
I am,
Society's target for ridicule and laughter...
The only way i am truly at peace is when i watch...
dark, thick, warm & flowing, even gushing...
I'm sitting here
at an unmarked grave...
Things are just a mess. the world as we know it is...
which gun is stronger. which is just not...
The medium:
Sun has risen, it is another day...
It's not what I'm made to do,
I don't need to watch the skies...
Whats the point staying when I don't feel wanted?
whats the point even trying we all know I always...