If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
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
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a