Act upon
the Devilish thoughts...

Pull me up
Drag me to the Bathroom...

Little Carole Jean
You were born to early...

You are only a month old
so you wont understand right now...

In your darkest hour
I'll be your blinding light...

Toxic green nails
glide over your skin...

Beat down the walls that bind me
Beat down the people who control me...

The feelings inside
crash within me...

When you love someone
you'd do anything to protect them...

The only place I feel safe
Is in your tight embrace...

Why cant you just see
that I am not the person...

was I just a game to you?
someone you could woe on the side...