Call it what you will,
But I can still feel the pain...
There is this little red thing that makes the...
Its like I stand out from everyone else i feel...
Sometimes you just feel things and sometimes you...
Sometimes the numb can be so much & sometimes...
Night creeps in,
Replacing the light of day...
You don't answer my calls,
You don't even call me back...
Things are just a mess. the world as we know it is...
which gun is stronger. which is just not...
I am,
Society's target for ridicule and laughter...
Hear me now
hear me speak...
I'm sitting here
at an unmarked grave...
Beneath the Earth, under the walls,
Behind the creaking door...
How strong are you now
That I have cut you down...
Bleeding as i cut
to make the pain go away...