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The words I write just darken my page
The emotions I spill
Gives you an image to my face
You judge what you see
Don't see what you know
But these are just words
There's no meaning, as far as art goes
I'll just write down the words
That come from within
No reason at all, I guess
Well, maybe there is
Yet I fail to see the light
I fail, try as I might
I don't know why I write
Well, I do; to escape life
I mean; look at me, here I am bleeding
Carrying with me a burden
That will last for eternity
My mind is troubled, and my heart is broken
My life is nothing now
And my dreams have been stolen
Oh! *sighs*
How tired my soul is, you will never see
Never will you understand
The hurt, the sorrow...tears of agony
No!
You don't know anything about this writer
Read the words, and try
Just try to find out, try a little harder
Maybe, just maybe you might get some answers
As to why my thoughts are corrupt
With death and a burning disaster
Why do you blame yourself?
You just read the tattered words
I blame who I am,
Well...
This pain? Maybe I do deserve
*walks away*
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