I have become your late night News,
with every gossip you float in the air...

Since my birth, I have known not life,
and with every single inhalation...

Death is a certainty of once alive,
hate is the absence of goodwill...

I always wanted to be a millionaire...
now all I wish for...

It is late,
too late for me to close my eyes and sleep...

Oh, my heart,
truth does hurt...

I didn't have to write
or say what is right...

I am,
but a mere mortal...

I'm not a perfect person
There's many things I wish I didn't do...

Candle light ghosts,
everyone holds...

Looking back,
attack...

The cloud was dark
heavy with ideas...