Is my heart mistaken?
They tell me it isn’t right

How will I get into heaven?
Without losing a part of me
I won’t get into heaven

Maybe I don’t want heaven

The dark is my cloak
My hiding spot
The wheel is my friend
Forever moving me

I feel the heat of day
The cool of night
But no longer see the sky
Or the glimmering stars

The life I once had is gone
But this is one I cherish
Every moment counts
You never know when it will be your last

They whisper in the halls
They spread a simple rumor
The rumor turns to truth
They believe why shouldn't you?

They point and gasp
There's the *****
She bangs three guys a night
She's aborted nine kids so far

Find your voice
Speak up, to the people who bring you down
Stand tall, stand strong
Fight through it all

They point in the halls
They whisper and giggle
They throw food at lunch
They laugh so why isn't it funny?

They yell, ******
They write hate words across their locker
There he is the gay of the year
Hey twinkle toes! Going somewhere?

Find your voice
Speak up, to the people who bring you down
Stand tall, stand strong
Fight through it all

They scream and they beat
They cut and they bleed
They loop a rope
They cry so why doesn't someone save them?

They cry and they weep
The attend the service
She was a daughter and a sister
He was a brother supporting his family

Find your voice
Speak up, to the people who bring you down
Stand tall, stand strong
Fight through it all

I slit my own throat with a razor sharp feather
I drown in the think wet liquid
Slowly dying a painful death
I sink down, down, down
Deep into the fires of hell
I bleed into the air and suffocate on my own blood
My body burns away leaving me a naked soul
I fall down, down, down
I breathe in the ashes and the smoke
I feel the fire burning my skin
I seep into the earth *down, down, down

You heard my cries
You saw the good in me
You don't care that I can't see
You've lifted my spirits
You've given me hope
I know tomorrow will be better,
Just because of what you said
Thankyou

Knives and pens cut through my paper skin
I write and write and write
You cut me open and bleed me out
I cry but you don't seem to care
Knives and pens cut through me
My notebook holds my thoughts
You shred it down without mercy
I scream but you don't seem to hear
Knives and pens cut through my paper skin
I write a note, a cry for help
You tear apart my hope
I bleed but you don't seem to see
Knives and pens cut through me
The ink seeps through my sleeve
The blood pours into pools
I'm dying and you walk away
Knives and pens cut through to my paper heart

Darkness is my blanket
Pain is my pillow
My blood pours out
My thoughts are almost as dark

Tears bleed from my eyes
They seep back into my skin
My eyes sink back
White takes the front

Taken over by my demons
Red and black clouded together
Death coming now
Over and over and over

my mind is lost
my heart is lost
my sight is lost /
my soul id lost
come find me
i wonder alone searching dor you
you font seem to care
your soul diminishes without a trace
yourw a shell of what you used to be
i search for you
but you dont seeem to want to be found

My heart beats fast
My head throbs
I stare forever searching
The inky world fills my vision
Nightmares when I close my eyes
Screams in the night
I look hard
I really do
For just a glimpse of him
My head aches from the looking
But I know it'll never work
I succumb to the black
I finally except the fact that I'm blind

1,2,3
One after the other they spread
The possible names filling my head
Unmarked graves from after the war
The possibilities making my heart soar
4,5,6
How many people are buried you think?
The ground unfoot so soft that you sink
Piles of dirt, dying grass, and elm trees
Filled with soldiers who've traveled across the seas
7,8,9
The clouds cover the sky over head
My feet start to drag, heavy as lead
I march on forward as the clouds grow darker
Not a single grave has a marker
10,11,12
A figure looms in the distance
I pick up the pace and match his stance
"It's time?" I asked
The figure nodded, The grimreaper unmasked
13,14,15*
A new unmarked grave is found
They don't dare disturb the ground
My body lies inside, killed by the hand of death
I guess that's what happens when a guy plays with meath
*16,17,18...