You know you may say you care but its not fair.cuz I was the one that was always there.
The pain is trapped in a bottle in my heart the suffrage is in the outside apart.
The pain today the suffrage tomorrow the twist and turns agony plus torture .I'm trapped in between life and death I have no meaning to die or live .
Black and red love and hate I know this is hard to understand cuz I change the subject everyday .
But the truth is all I say I feel shitty inside ugly outside. black is fear love is near .Lonely and cold fears are tears .
Whispers aren't trust calling my name .My veins are purple my heart is black my pain is trapped in the inside .
Never to come out never to be seen .My spirit is floating my body is dead .
The torture within.
