Waiting , endless nights carved on walls Head phones blaring , a moment to forget it all Cancelling out noise the world makes He just wants to be alone and cold Never listening to what they're saying He never does what he's told
Their words never make sense How can he smile when he's too afraid of what lies beyond His eyes always searching for solitude At the end of the street where he thinks he belongs He never opens his mouth if it's not in a song In words , where he carves his heart of stone Where he's not afraid to show his every bone
And You want to talk about butterflies But he ate them when he was eight You want to see shine in his eyes But all he has for you is just pain Everyone has a different story Maybe you never grew up in hate You don't know what those eyes see Every moment in their mindless wait For someone to come and smoke away this haze
He pours his heart out for you And all you do is laugh at how hurt he is Just 'cause you don't understand Doesn't gives you a right to scream how shallow he is Maybe he is , ever wondered what made him this way ? Maybe everyone else can see the 'colours' But what if all he can see is grey ?
I know it's too hard to digest But depression isn't something you can feel if you never had one I'm not talking about the 'emo phase' But the real one , Have you ever even come across someone , With no life in his eyes and no colours on his heart I bet you've never seen someone just tearing himself apart 'cause he's too lost in this disease I know it hard for you to believe But pain is the only thing that brings them alive The only healing balm in their twisted little life
Tell me how will you feel when you all you can think about is hurting yourself You won't even last a minute in the dark places where these 'kids' dwell They've seen enough of hate and their share of those 'stares' So when you come across that 'someone' real or not At least show a little care For you may never know how your words can affect these little souls All it takes is a moment of love to bring them back on the road
Longer the story is , more is their desire for an embrace So just show them kindness and don't bring forth your ugly face The one you think makes you look better than you are No , your mindless blabbing about something you know nothing about Won't make you look smart For all it will do is make that blade more sharp And it will have your name on it as someone rips themselves apart
Kids will always look for attention , maybe it's their curse Maybe some of them are just plain stupid , to use these words Maybe they don't realise that their 'story' is someone's else life I condemn you too , for you can never find love in lies You talk about razors but I can see you know nothing about them All you have ever scarred yourself is just with a tiny little pen And 'cause of you , they pounce on everyone with a blade Anyone who says he likes playing with a gun Maybe you'll smile to yourself when that gun finally goes off Sometimes death is too easy and you know what , Sometimes it Doesn't even knocks
I've seen too much but I've heard too little Every fool claims to be wise , claims too see every word as a lie But again I guess you've never see true misery , Every word still misses your eyes You've never come across real nothingness And the question 'do you even want to be alive' For these 'kids' may yet have a chance at a wonderful life You're job is not to degrade them but to open their eyes
I've said too much but I know you'll hear what you want to These things are all 'fake' that's what you want to say Now , don't you ? You've never seen out of that window at the setting sun guess you don't like the view Maybe if you could you can see there's an army of creatures Coming right at you.