Everyone wondering,
Who I am...

This poem i wrote when i was 12.
One night i found a hole...

Everyday,
It's always the same...

I'm all alone,
no one can hear my cry...

I bear the marks,
of a life full of sin...

The pains and troubles,
of all these years...

Look into my eyes,
tell me what you see...

He sits alone,
on a night so late...

Living here,
with no lights...

By herself she walks,
the lonely streets...

You look at me,
I look away...

A pool of blood,
Floods the floor...