Soul without a chance We morph into one another and we dance Corrupted souls. Haunted by every thought and turned evil. Closed doors leaving forever. Souls pursuing happiness Reaching out for it Sometimes they succeed but nevertheless they give up to it. That happiness takes over Corrupting your vision forever. Are you happy, pleased? I watch everyone cry for happiness down on their knees.
I guess I enjoy studying people and their feelings and how they behave. I find people's minds fascinating