Billy is a smaller boy and has a broken face,
A life thats been so hard and not a memory to retrace,
Maybe he will never smile and maybe his soul will just die,
Now he just wants a life worth while and needs a chance to fly,
Carrie is a long lost soul that only blows in the breeze,
Her body is six feet under and her eye no longer sees,
A long lost amazing writer who never truly was known,
Now she shall be forgotten and now the answers are gone,
What makes the world so stupid is the things that have never been shown,
I am the long lost memory of another place and time,
I have shifted through the rolling waves and now I'm out of rhymes,
Don't give me anymore history because it makes no sense,
If good is good and bad is bad then why does the world want violence?
If I chose to end this world and chose to make you cry,
My conscience would eat away at me and eventually I would die,
Even though my head is spinning and even if my heart is cold,
I know that rumors will get to you and I know you have no control,
I know depression eats away at you and I feel your self consciousness,
I feel you have been told so many broken promises and now your left senseless,
A bunch of possible positives that never had any choices,
Hidden wants and needs are all found inside your pity full voices,
This is a demented society and you are a bunch of thoughtless tools,
Uses for different purposes and made a bunch of fools,
You will blame yourselves in the end because thats what you always do,
A billion thoughts and questions asked but somehow you always knew,
The rules have been written out for us and yet we know its bull,
Because we know the world is sad and we all can be so cruel,
We take the things told to us and we somehow change them around,
Now when the sirens come on to warn us-we wont even know the sound,
How do you feel about your life and why do you feel that way,
How many things are built up inside of you and what all do you need to say,
Take my sensations I give to you and use them for some good,
You know somehow I believe in you and I knew you always could,
Thats why I'm sharing my words with with you and somehow you felt I would,
I want you to know that you matter and your here to serve some time,
The world wants to experience your soul because sometimes we shine,
If you are a key in the time line then I shall certainly pencil you in,
If your in the wrong lifetime then while your here come try some sin,
Beware of all the followers and don't let them use your thoughts,
Inspiration is the main idea-not intention to simply brain wash,
If your words are sensible and you feel that your the only one you can find,
Try to find the exit sign and quietly escape the back of your mind.
