Sitting in my room
all alone
chilled to the bone
thoughts in my dome
wherever they roam
they always come home
to one inescapable truth
I am forever alone.

I've had enough of this
but my friends don't know
but they shouldn't though.
At school, im pure as snow
but the more I grow
I get tired of it all,
and the winds begin to blow.

My friends start to notice
but it doesnt matter.
I'm crazy as the Mad Hatter
I might end up like John
With my head on a platter
Or I might just go splatter
And In death, I will finally be victorious.