i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
you said I was an angel yet i only see the demon you said i had beauty yet i only see ugliness within you said “beauty in the flesh”
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
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
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
we are a new race rising with ice in our blood we will fight any body because we are family “we are a new breed rising
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly