if you know "Black Buttler" you know some of what some of this poem means
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate
people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself
I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken