People hide from what they feel,
but they can't hide themselves for long...

Raise my gaze towards the sun,
as it races the clouds across the sky...

Why do you think your better then me?
I believe my passion is humane and free...

There was a boy,
who sat alone in his cell...

The pill,
its all...

It's not easy to see,
although in plain sight...

Slitting wrists and destroying lives,
sending mass murder in by hives...

Theres a beating.
Inside me...

A loud crunch resounded
along a blood curdling scream...

The thought of death,
stirring inside...

There's a chipped drone of buzzing,
that always fills my ear...

Moon lily rests,
snow white purity...