Some people say I'm crazy
Others think I'm shady
When they try to picture my face
It gets a little hazy
But that's me,
Unseen and unnoticed
Unless I actually try
I get by with my coldness
Shadows and ice
I strike a match and fire's my prize
Just staring at a flame
Can make me realise
The simple things in life
Contain the most beauty
And it's the simple things in life that make
The supposed building blocks of you and me
Yet words are complex, often used to reject
Spat forth with no thinking, every day is a test
There's little beauty in words, when they are said with such venom
And the rate that they spit forth, you know how well it's selling
Black market the poison and it drips from the tongue
Spittle off the lips and small words make you dumb
Just remember the simplest things in life, like roses, have all the beauty
So every time I look inside I see a rose within me
But it has thorns too, and catches at my heart
The simple thing that is my life tries to rip itself apart
Torn by events and pretence I can't defend
Against such an attack, so successful when it won't end
Ending life is an option, don't forget it
But it's also a path full of darkness, I'm not pretending
I glared down that path at least a hundred times over
In my mind, on repeat, worth nothing to no-one
And I deny my sadness existence because it doesn't belong
In a world from a crazy, shady person because it's wrong
But keep in mind, all the time, that beauty remains plain
And it's the simple things in life that stop us going insane
