Monday, October 5, 2009

Who

I wanna hurt
I wanna bleed
rip this shit out
and make them see

there eyes are caught open
but no ones really looking
there sight is mislead
by the sights they are fed

I am sick and twisted
a sad and lonely thing

I am lost and broken
and the pieces too small to find

I don't exist
but why should I
I'm sick and cold
but who's surprised

maybe I should just scream
if I really want to be seen

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