Stuck in a room full of fake people. The fake faces surround me. All of them trying to fit in their places. All the fakeness in the world but you still want more. So you drain the life out of everyone you see. Just to make yourself feel better what did they do for you to harm them so. I don't understand why you lie to hide what you truly feel inside. What more can I do than to tell you that I am sorry for the things you do. So now go on your way to another day of fake things. It never ends it never stops. Everyone and everything is fake and it is starting to rub off on you I'm sorry than this happended I'm sorry I couldn't save you from the demons that have overcome your body and will never let go they wont even dare they are apart of you now so get used to the pain its never ending.
