What's mine is the deepest sorrow living for the past- stuck on tomorrow surrounded by light white as snow deaf as night ripped open and exposed but they pretend not to know
On a scale of one to ten? homicidal/suicidal? hearing things/seeing things? name three emotions. how does that make you feel? increase or decrease? purge/restrictions?
You be the holder i'll be the candle to light your way but don't be shocked when my light leads you to ruin don't be surprised when i flicker don't cry when i die down and can't shine anymore you picked a candle not a flashlight
Surrounded by the white noise of others but how lonely do i feel. All around are the smiles of peers yet I have no one. Portrayed as the light in the dark I rise higher so not to despise my friend.