To the stars above,
shining forever bright...

Shut out from the world,
Abandoned by my friends...

Secretly plotting my own death,
but quietly so no one can tell...

Pretend like you actually know me,
that you're not just here to watch me crash...

I remember when the rain was special,
when it made me feel at ease...

Alone in my mind,
is not a safe place...

I will not slit his throat,
I will not watch him bleed...

You don't see the angel falling,
no one could hear her cries...

12 different colours,
with different exotic names...

You see her standing in the shadows,
In a ripped and bloodied gown...

The toy collector was a misfit,
among the rest of his peers...

Someone asked me today what Christmas was,
and I thought about it long and hard...