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Why can’t you look at me as normal?
Why do you see me a freak?
Why don’t you think that my heart can’t break?
Why can’t you understand that I own my own pain?
That I drive myself insane trying to become something new.
But when I say that I hurt, its, “who knew?”
So put me in a cage,
Condemn me for wishing for normality
That wish led to my fatality.
So I am here
With the ones they call odd
The ones you laugh at
The ones you question
Because if I can’t be normal, than no one can
Spend my life wishing to be larger than life
Wishing that people would see me, and not for my appearance.
Because as this is written, I am in pain
At this time I have no hope.
So go and tell me
“No need to mope”
But hell, not even the pope
Could pray the things I need prayer about.
That’s why I fell so far behind
Because I thought there was another path to find
And music was the only way I felt right
The notes where my eyes to see the light.
But you still laugh at me
Because my music is not sung at church
Because I scream
I am labeled a freak.
But if I don’t have talent
Why am I still writing on?
Because one day
You will remember the remraf name
When I claim my fame,
You will burn in the flame of my darkness
Of my shadow
So welcome to the carnival,
Where the lowest of the low find the highest of the high
Because today
Is the day
We rise,
Every “freak” in the world
Rise.
Because a freak is the new normal
And if you don’t agree,
Than you can stand before me
And tell me all my faults,
Tell me my insecurities.
And when you’re all said and done
It’ll be my turn to pay my respects
Because when you looked down at us
You forgot that even you had overseers.
Because what you do
What you say
Is downright *****.
I am angry at your actions
Treating me as a carney boy
I am no freak
I am no freak
I am no freak
Leave me be!
Oh!
Leave this alone
Let me live my life
So what if you don’t like my music
So what that you don’t like my style
So what that you are to ***** to make your own
So what?
So what?

(By Hypno)
If my mind was a kingdom,
Then you can see the scars of war,
Ravaging across the land,
With evil knocking at my back door

If my mind was a empire,
It would have fallen on the first day of it’s new rule,
With a foolish, hungry ruler,
With blood and war as his devastating tool

If my mind was a nation,
Everything would be out of control,
There would be no peace or freedom or truth to action
There would be no time for light, just a black hole

If my mind was made of gold,
Then if would be rotting with rust.
If my mind was made out of silver,
The shine would be gone with no lust,
If my mind was made out of stone,
Then the forces have broken it apart with no love
If my mind was the most strongest thing on this very planet,
Then I must have nothing.

If my mind was a kingdom. . .
If my mind was an empire. . .
If my mind was a nation. . .
If my mind was my own. .

You are a monster.

There was once I time I cherished being with you,
But then I realized what you really are.

You are a monster.

I'm waiting for the day you finally say why you put up with me
And **** me.

You are a monster.

I know that now,
But I still can't escape.

You gave me a red rose
To symbolize your love for me.
You gave me a black rose
To symbolize that you are leaving me.

You went onto someone else
And left me in the past.
So, I am angry and coming for your
Head.

You were not my first mistake,
But you will be my last.
Many people have done this to me.
Now they are skulls locked in my closet.

Their skeletons grew
Because of the roses that were tossed in.
Their skeletons kept
As a reminder to everyone.

And up their femurs
Came the vines.
Round their ankles
Slept tired time.

In their sockets
Napped with hate,
And in the ribcages
Snored the love.

And as I threw
More roses in,
I wondered if loving the bones
Was a sin.

Laughter sparkles in the air around us
As we tell joke after joke.
We are not afraid to show our true colors
Because here, we can be ourselves.
No one can tell us what to do or how to be.
We are free.
The Broken Twin,
The Sarcastic Twin,
The Stalker,
The Stalker In Training,
The Victim.
We are the Freakshows.
Together until the end.

Scaredy Cat
Scaredy Cat
Afraid of little me.

Scaredy Cat
Scaredy Cat
I'm insane, you better be afraid.

His words screamed louder than her demons,
But what she didn't know was that he would leave her
And let her demons destroy her.