As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
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’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind