I am the one who was thrown out of hell.
The sins that I committed,
Here, my silence gonna tell.
Listen, you dear people,
Nothing in my life was ever simple.
Cursed being a birthmark,
I have been falling over a deep dark.
If it's in my heart or in my mind,
I wish to keep everything everywhere just aligned.
But wait, I am actually a sinner,
Roaming in this materialistic world being a grinner.
Crying so hard deep down inside though it's my dry eyes,
It's enough of stucking below the heavy skies.
For so many years, I heard my own screaming,
But this corpse ended up her identity without revealing.
Sinner,
For heaven, not designed
From hell, left behind
And this earth rejected her for mankind.
