I kinda want to laugh with you
As you cry these sullen tears,
I kind of want to hold you close, and whisper in your ear:
"I will not lie my child,
For there is much to fear.
I will not lie my child,
things won't get better,
they will never heal."
I kinda want to let those tears
fall forever on your panicked soul
I kinda want to become
what torments your heart so.
I stand here beside you, hiding this smile,
banishing this crown.
I stand here beside you knowing you are forever lost
from now.
I kinda want to laugh at you
as you gasp for breaths
trying to keep you alive
I want to laugh at you,
for you are not as dead, as cruel, as cold as I
and therefore you suffer.
I kinda want to laugh at you, scream hysterical shrieks,
just to let you know,
