The big house on the corner that I call home.
The street bikes in my garage
The tattoo's
The wacky intellect with a homicidal desire
My attire. Most call my style strange.
Personally I prefer deranged
The blue eyes are just a cover for a blacked inside
As the universal law goes. We only know what we have when it is gone.
Never a day passes without thoughts of why.
Not even mother nature can turn back time.
Something unbelievable happened
Change
Not something I wanted.
Smiles I can not provide
My laughter is phony
Tears have dried again.
Look beyond all that you think I am
Look beyond all that I fight to have
That is not possible though.
I am only worth the material things others see
Look beyond the pain and sadness
The disappointment. The flaws. The scars.
Try for me please.
Reality is a tease
Vision is limited
A prisoner of my own mind
There is no escape
The bars are invisible to the world
Strangle me through them
