by Mustang1 » Thu Mar 27, 2014 5:52 pm
Where is the form?
Ƭιℓℓ ∂ɛαтн ∂σ ωɛ ραят? ωнαт α ℓιɛ.
You view me kind and sane, yet I am the maniac behind the killing.
I seem fine and full of joy, but deep down I'm crying tears of blood.
Do you know that despise looking fine, inside I am bleeding slowly?
What you see as happiness, is what I consider dead to the world.
You can never comfort me, not when a hole you already made has taken away my soul, my identity, me.
'Sometimes I keep my feelings to myself because its hard for someone else to understand them.' ~ Ray the Flareon