~ I used to be the Fallen One I got this name from a book Fallen One is a male character Who for sure got a good look But his life consist of awful chapter ~
Since then, I used it as my pseudonym We are not totally the same I just love the darkness of him I just love personalities that's dim
Let us say, I maybe depressed Or I just find beauty in everything that falls Or I just find comfort being a messed That is why I've got this high walls
Maybe my words mean nothing Cause I honestly don't know what I want to say I just want somebody to hear me crying And tell me it's going to be okay (even tho it's a lie)
Silent pleas, save me from my own miseries Self destruction button activated Maybe I am made to be like this To recover and then again devastated
I am always the fallen one Never the rising one Beauty I find in destruction Peace I find in confusion
This is me, and I couldn't run away I couldn't climb, I always fall Maybe that's how I am supposed to be Maybe that's how it is supposed to be
Sorry I talked nonsense. I mean "fall" in a very broad sense in there. Lost in thoughts and words. Lost in this world I am. Drowning in my own blood of miseries. I just want to let it all out. Oh LIFE.