Sometimes the truth can be nasty
most times it can hurt...

As I entered the sanatorium
My mood suddenly changed...

I sat in my little corner
like a little lame loner...

-:-.:sentimental: .-:-
On The Eve of valentine's day...

THE WORLDS
Sometimes I'm happy...

In a broken home
she sit and cry...

Call me weird
call me strange...

Frantic and Crazed
I grab a razor blade...

Sinful life
slipped away...

The taste of melancholy,
The scent of fear...

Is it time?
I can feel it...

When you're sad and low
And you've got no place to go...