It always was too hard to find, A solid platform waiting to bind.
Look back upon this street of darkness, You can’t see a sign of advancement.
There’s no coming back upon this world of shame, It’s just good to admire in a frame.
A sentence filled with unfilled brackets. You chose this life for yourself,
Don’t you cry now.
So deep you’ll drown without a trace,
I’m sorry it’s the judgment you’ll have to face.
A
life ended early is the easy way out, Fight
the darkness is what I shout.
If
you're hurt from the inside,
Don't cut it out,
Keep
it inside baby don't shout.
His
first cries were for a home.
A
dome which made emotions, A
place which lacked motion.
A
devil grew up, he made hell. He
cried out pain, all wrapped in chains.
He
made jealousy. A
feeling not to forget easily.
Families
were planned,Growing
up is ought to have a ban.
Children
are such bliss, When
you grow there's a lot to miss.
Cherish
the past it was too great to catch, But
this new pain had to hatch.
Baby
I’m watching you go, I’m
watching you pass me by,
Don’t
you make me cry, Don't
you make me shy,
What
you're doing is sly. Please
come by,
I’m
waiting to fly.
Shades
of your face, In
my heart they fade.
The
blood of your silence, Makes
me turn to violence.
Teaching yourself is the worst part; it’s just like a game
of dart.
Hit the bulls eye and you’ve made a good choice,
At least now you don’t have to face the noise.
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