Raise your head
raise it high...
Sitting on my bed
Crying once again...
To be me is hard work
To be me can be lonely and cold...
Things are just a mess. the world as we know it is...
which gun is stronger. which is just not...
The stars and the moon were silver,
The candles that burned were gold...
Silence grips the earth,
With an occasional thunder in the sky...
Embarrassing
you destroyed my once...
Strawberry red dripping from my lips
Where you kissed me with bloody lust...
I am hyper
And i cannot control myself...
Red Dye revived
reminds me of all the tragedies...
Im in the dark...all alone.
Nobody to talk to...just plain me...
Misery, anger, hate and fear
these are the demons...