****** homophobes
circle around me like sharks
waiting to taste me

No matter how hard you’ve tried, their spells have been cast.
Now you fear only of the future, present, and past.
The glass has shattered, the sidewalks have cracked, the room painted white for insane.
The lights are dimming and the promises burning, in a picture perfect frame.
Whispers of the wind telling you their secrets of the night.
The reflection you see in the water, becomes a monstrous sight.
They make you crazy, sanity has left, your mind you begin to loose.
Eternity lasts forever, but a life like this, your fate is yours to choose.
Forming a masterpiece of who you were and who you have become.
These voices inside your head, try to figure out where they come from.
A corpse wearing the scent of death, it’s just a twisted lie.
And that flower that almost bloomed, slowly fades and dies.
A limitation to perfection can only be pushed within the lines.
Roses are sweet, but your caught within the thorns and vines.
Struggling for freedom but held back by your own creation.
Your beauty only outside, and that of fake presentation.
Sticks and stones have broken my bones, try to run and hide.
Nothing can help you now, you are forever lost in your mind.
Reaching out to grab for something that is not even true.
They keep on telling you what you can and can not do.
The taste of copper filling your mouth, crimson running down your face.
From your eyes and from your pores, the illusions you can not erase.
The screams you cry get louder and louder, but you can not hear your voice.
The things you see, and the things you hear and not at all by choice.
Waking up in the padded cell, the straight jacket keeping you restrained.
All the voices in your head, along with all the images remain.
You’re one of them, they’re all around, fighting to be sane.
But now that you have joined that path, you are no longer humane.

Oh the fun we will have
Now that you're lying here
Paralyzed by my tea 
You have nothing to fear.
Please, give me your wrist.
Now thats a good boy,
I'll tie you up nice and tight
So that you I'll enjoy.
Don't cry tears my dear
I promise you I won't leave,
Just need to get the duct tape
I don't want to hear you scream.
Oh dear this simply won't do
I need to take off your clothes
Now don't you squiggle too much
Or I might just bite off your nose
My darling you needn't be shy!
Your body's a beautiful thing,
I promise my hand will be kind to you
Since you were so kind to me.
Darling your pose is perfect!
Now is most definitely the time.
For what you most likely wonder,
*To stuff you and make you mine.

Finally silence as the knife hits the floor, you scream in terror "what're you smiling for?!"
My vision is blurred and the room starts to fade, as I think of my life and the mess I have made.
They told me not to trust you cuz you'd **** me straight to hell, they made me do things I had to promise not to tell.
They were always there whispering in my head, but they will be gone now for I will soon be dead.
You were always hiding things and sneaking from place to place, but you were trying to get me the help that I was afraid to face..
"But that can't be right you were poisoning us!" The voices grow louder as they furiously cuss..
"You little **** you tried to **** me we don't deserve this!" i mean.. think of all the fun you're going to miss..
All those games we played like hide the ****** corpse.. until we fought when you told me I have no remorse.
The poison though.. was the pills in my drink, You tried to tell me they were prescribed by my shrink.
But reality hits, this is really the end, all this time they said it was just pretend.
The voices fade as you stand there in shock, the only sound made is the tic of the clock.
I thought it was you but MY hand dropped the blade, this is by far the worst game I've ever played...
My memory was clouded but now I can see...
I thought you were crazy but the crazy one's me.

Milly has a candy house
What an invisible little house
Milly told me it was not a solitude
It was a gift from the childhood
Milly painted it red and blue
With her little scalpel
See, All the puppets were doomed
Milly danced to her favourite tango
and suddenly all the puppets sang to the moon
“It’s late, Milly you should go to bed.”
Milly heard that
“Milly please don’t be sad”
Puppets turned to candies and said
“See you again”
Milly’s candy house and her little friends

A psych ward is the place to be,
Come along, and you will see.
You'll be welcomed by forgotten silent deaths
and torturous screams.
An everlasting place of a need to be free.

Come on down to the "freak show",
We'll show you how we rock and roll,
Some say that we're unhinged,
But trust me honey, the fun is about to begin.

A lobotomy a day keeps the schizophrenia away they say,
An electric chair isn't the cruelest thing there,
By far it is knowing that you are not crazy, amongst a world that is.

We'll dance for you, we do it well.
But if we don't, torture will make it amends.
We sit here day on day, hoping for freedom,
Uncanny, unlikely, and an impossible dream.

A  psych ward is the place to be,
We'll grow old here and die a forgotten death,
The music is still playing,
The patients are still dancing,
This is my last day.

So come on down to our freak show, join our family, we'll show you how to rock and roll,
And die insanely.

She's out of her mind.
Wild as can be.
In bed she's an animal.
Dark hair,
Soft lips,
Lord, she drives me crazy.

She can make a woman turn homosexual, Or a homosexual man turn straight.
She is uncontrollably ****,
But what is it that I really know about her?

She's out of her mind.
A daredevil.
She's got all the right things about her,
If you're craving the *** of your life.

Going on a date means fearing for jail time.
She's that insane.
Not a care in the world.
But still I am skeptical of her sanity.

I come home,
Kicking my shoes off in the closet.
I look down, and I see something.
Something shocking,
And frightening.
And red.

A trail of blood leads to where?
The bedroom?
The bathroom?
The kitchen?
I'll start with the kitchen since it's close.

Holding my fists up as if I am a champion,
I stumble into the dark kitchen.
A silhouette visible, but no face to be seen.
I flick the lights on,
It is her smiling,
Holding a knife,
as they're both covered in blood.

Slowly and erotically licking the blood off of the knife,
she starts to giggle viciously.
Looking down at the corpse next to her,
an unfamiliar face frozen in terror.

Using the knife to slit the side of her dress,
It falls on the floor like a feather.
She stand's there in her bra and *******,
Motioning her finger for me to come to her.

"I want you right now", she said.
My heart is beating fast.
I'm petrified.
I'm alone.
I'm stuck with a killer,
And she wants me right now.