This is getting old.
Doing it too long...
People ask me why
i cut my wrists the way i do...
Sitting here
Thinking about my life...
Which of my past can't you see?
I'm not the normal boy I used to be...
Death would bring my eternal happiness. Forget all...
I feel so fruitless in this worry tossed world
where hate, war, and misery are swirled...
Black Heart
Empty Soul...
Left alone
in a world so cold...
Shes a hidden mistake
Everyone knows her name...
Buried Identity
unknown profiles...
They argue back in forth while their little girl...
they'll yell loud and violent things while each...
If only you saw the real me,
the fear and pain...