What's this
Drips of rain fall down my cheek

What's this
They make sounds that hurt me

What's this
I've fallen onto the ground

What's this
Oh, it's just the sounds

What's this
The sounds I make within my mind
They hurt me and make me cry

Isn't it all so pretty
They look at me like I'm crazy
But as they drive by
I guess it slips their mind
That beauty is taking place
In this crazy world of mine

His eyes so bright
Now dark as night
You hurt him inside
He wanted to die

His mind so creative
Now clouded with insecurities
He hated

His eyes so bright
Now dark as night
Are you satisfied
Because he Said
"I will never be pitified"

He rised so high
You can  hear his battle cries
Because he fought with all that hate
That you still give him to this date

Mirrors on the wall
Glass on the floor
She has doomed you all
She'll hurt you even more

Her heart is broken
It was once so golden

You tore her to shreds
You're better off dead

Mirrors on the wall
Glass on the floor
It's time for your curtain call
Get ready to hear her roar

She was so confident
Until she heard your voice in her conscience

You broke her down with words
Now you'll never live to hear the birds

There was this one crocodile
Named Albert
He truly was quite vile
Unless you give him sherbet

For if you give him sherbet
He will eat the tub whole
And after he is done
He will make you go on a stroll

For while your on a stroll
He'll gather you fruits and sweets galore
It's enough to make you say
Please no more

I cannot find the line of equation
But I can plan special occasions

I cannot ride a bike
But I can know not to dislike

I cannot learn how to use a saw
But when I dance you'll be in awe

I cannot do some things
But I can do things you're not capable of
I can use a cloth to mend a wing
If someone is rude I will not shove

Because I can do things you're not capable of

They have money
They have fame
They have paper awards sitting in frames
They have the sun made into honey

I have nothing but...

They have big houses
They have nice cars
They have new blouses
That come from afar

I have nothing but...

They have thrones
They have kingdoms
They have people working in the kitchen

I have none of that nonsense
I have nothing to show
But...

I have a small house
I have just one blouse
I have no car
I don't travel afar
I don't have much
But...

I have a family
Which is billions to me