You feel like you've lost me
That I'm someone new
But I've always been this way
Just hiding from you

I was told I was a freak
That no one was like me
But that's when I found and became part of
the LGBT

i make strangers of the people i meet.
i make enemies of the ones i love..

Is this the way you want to die?

As much as I hate
this pain inside
I'm like a drug addict:
Even if I try to stop
I always fall back
Relapse
come back for more
for that feeling

My brother is in town.
But he doesn't want to see me.

So much to say,
no one to talk too.

/day 1/

I reached into the bag and
pulled out what I got
They said I had to live with it
like it or not
It didn't seem fair
They insisted it was
Life is what your born
I asked why? Just because
So please go stand
in that line over there
A biped will approach you
pretending to care
At this point I tossed
my grab back towards the sack
Quipped I'll pass on the offer
and dove into the black

if i grabbed a handful of little red pills
and put them in my mouth,
would anything matter?

or would the world just fade to black
and forget about me