I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts

You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve

stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right

There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind

If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for

ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring

i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me

Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside

I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword

They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I