I wander these streets
Lost in my own mind...
One day i realized all my fears,
that i have a black heart...
They hate my writing,
i don't understand why...
Dreams and thoughts
Swirl around my head...
To understand why I'm afriad
you must know my fear...
So here I am again
another night...
I ripped your picture off the wall
what i wrote on the back explains this all...
Once again a silent tear goes by..
i look at you and wonder why...
I can see u staring down at me than again i see...
All the up's and downs
all the smiles and frowns...
The picture that hangs above my bed
the razor on my dresser...
The bloody trails on my wrist
they add up and form a twist...