I'm here in this dark world alone,
Feeling like a king,
Who got his kingdom overthrown,
No one here for me to touch,
quantity i count,
but the end figure is not too much,
i'm so afraid to say the truth,
want my voice to be heard,
But instead it mute,
Can anybody help me walk on this lonely street,
want to be lift up,
and rest my feet,
I'm asking for help,
can offer your help to me,
this world is empty,
Yet still i don't feel free.

As a child my mother said to me,
Don’t be afraid to lead the way you see,
She tell me stuffs that enable me to be stern,
In the future, I dream of owning my own firm,
My mom is my idol girl,
She’s number one in this world,
She makes me smile all night,
My mom is a gentle sight,
When I was fifteen, I wanted to roam this world,
Silly girls, with 1950s curls,
Never listened I wanted to be free,
To have *** with one person, two or maybe three,
Because I was deaf towards her,
My heart got soft, like a bucket of water,
Abandoned by my so-called love,
Can only trust, my father from above,
Got pregnant, lost all trust,
My reckless life, I need to adjust,
Life start to fade, no dad to stick around,
My tears slowly fell to the ground,
Looking like a blank white dice,
Got abused, my heart is cold as ice,
But I know I’m to be blame,
For all my troubles, and all my shame,
I’m sorry my lovely mom,
If I had listened, I would be number one,

I told you all the time, that you’re the stupid one,
Your heart it gets so hot,
You release steam like a Chinese dragon,
We cannot work this out,
Because you always shout,
Your kiss is poisonous; your weapon is your big loud mouth,
I want to live for fame, no game, no shame,
You’re getting to my brain, making me insane,
I want to leave you now, and move on a next plane,
My heart you thorn it out,
My strength you had to drain,
Half my assets you can bring with you,
The clock is ticking, one to two,
Get out of my house, you mouse, evil spouse,
Take your cheap t-shirt, and your short skirt,
You wanted me to quit my job,
You wanted to take my place you filthy snob,
Get out of my life and let me feel greater,
You were my enemy, and my biggest hater,
You wanted to have a sky scraper,
So long, be strong, take very long,
I want you to go far,
Don’t stop until you've passed the star.

I've seen pictures of the unknown dead,
Can't sleep at nights,
The images are in my head,
They stick to my mind like tattoos on skin,
When will this end,
Althought it just begin,
Seen pictures of young and strange old face,
Need to calm myself,
And let my heart embrace,
These pictures are now showing up in my dream,
Am i being haunted?
To me that's what it seems,
These pictures of unknown faces that show,
I'm tired, i just can't take no more,
The table will turn,
Things will return,
In hell you'll go,
Your soul will burn,
These pictures are lessons for the things I've done,
I've done so much,
Can only say some,
I've learn my lesson,
Now these pictures must go,
Too much images,
And none of them i know,
These images are getting to my head,
I've seen pictures,
Of random dead.

Hood rats, silver wear, crack *****, brown bear,
******, step child, *** freak, versatile,
Big fish, hot day, nice dress, children play,
People judge, also talk, trash clothes, funny walk,
Old man, young girl, universe, the world,
Face book, twitter, Google, glitter,
Computer, laptop, big cat, rat trap,
Cute face, cherry lips, big ***, broad hips,

Living in this world, that is filled with doubts,
Others are silent, but I had to shout,
Release all my thoughts that I think of you, whether their lies, or maybe true,
Walking on the street feeling so ashamed, people are talking,
Disgracing my name, don't feel to eat, or even drink,
All I can do, is sit, cry and think,
This is just a bad phase of life I know, evil people in my face they show, don't want to give up everything I need, although; the talking’s on my mind it feeds,
Feeling very sad, self esteem so low, why am I always sad, no one knows

For those who slept,for those who kept,themselves jacked up,how jesus swept,for those in need,for those who speed,for those who try to slow their mind with ****,the breeze blow chill,both jack and jill,the fear we ave,and painful thrill,for those who shed tears,for those alive,da hardworking ones,and the suffering strive,whats wrong with this earth,my feelings hurt,kids are having sexx,men wearing mini skirt,but what can i say,you all are free,my speech feels short,like one to three,but now i conclude,i'm a lonely dude,a great One in fact,that feels great being rude...the world is a game,u better try to score,not a ****** no more,so da world calls u *****...be strong and free,be nice and rough,da simple always suffer,its timee to be tough

We are home in the valley where hatred runs steep,
We are home in this prison where the shadows are a creep,
We are home in the mountains where flowers bloom so bright,
We are home in this world where society is not right,
Preach on my dear,
And let my mind beware,
That living is this house where my thoughts are drench in fear,
Are we home?
Are we there?
Will we drift from all these fears,
We are home, but yet still,
We are living in a thrill,
We are home, we are there,
And yes here comes the fear,
We are home but not safe,
We are home but feel so sad,
We are home but not our house,
Pray to God for feeling bad,
Can we ever be at peace?