The world is so sad,
It is so sad that people think that they are...

I am sitting here all beaten up,
I try to cover my ears...

Listen well to this plea,
All the guys and men out there try to look into...

My friends say they know me.
But they Don't...

You sit there with a blank face of nothingness...
Then you reach into your jean pocket and take out...

You walk,
Each step just sinks deeper into the path...

Just sitting here in my tut,
Black lines down my tear streaked face, looking in...

Do you go by Emo?
Because you just can't stand the pain that you are...

"O lord our Father, our young patriots, idols...

When you were living you never thought about...
When you died you meet death and found a swords...

"Our Lord in heaven...
With this drowning of this mothers sweet little...

Their always the opposite,
One a highflyer the other works from the ground...