Everyone wondering,
Who I am...
This poem i wrote when i was 12.
One night i found a hole...
Everyday,
It's always the same...
I'm all alone,
no one can hear my cry...
I bear the marks,
of a life full of sin...
The pains and troubles,
of all these years...
Look into my eyes,
tell me what you see...
He sits alone,
on a night so late...
Living here,
with no lights...
By herself she walks,
the lonely streets...
You look at me,
I look away...
A pool of blood,
Floods the floor...