This world i have grown up in my own battles that only leave my anger behind burning down my destruction of ashes. my mind is always is searching for new things and many answer's that i wont to finish the quest. i don't follow society's rules when i am stronger that this world that i face every day. my eyes only see what hell is even left in flames. i'm to crazy to care enough to understand your ways. i feel like a relations ships are nothing to me. I don't thing i could breath every time i make my hellish ways to be tricked into dating or wasting my mind on day dreams that will never become real i truly believe. The good looks  you try to show make my mind relapse of trap'd mixed minds just like this world filled with nothing except your own pain you will have to endure on the next  ride when you take my hand. Life is short but i'm still alive. i'm my own crazy psychotic self all over my time every one. every rose i have picked all the blood that *****'s my hands bleeding all over just like when you stab'd me in the back at night with your own white rose making it match with my  ****** red rose that screams out its ****** covered beauty. in the lake house with the sun roofs i see the pretty crimson red i remember seeing you that day i lost you to suicide. my own hellish ways make me me i refuse to follow the crowd but i rather revert and make my ground dis all the rules society has played to me like my own ways i will never let go my ways expect when you have the power or the guts to stop me down my road of of ripping out this world leaving every thing in a pile of glass and ashes.

I will no regret my hellish ways that's my nature even being Russian i'm just me a really insane mental cray person ill never change who i really am.

Not now not ever