I am a lost boy
I'm in my room wondering around in my thoughts
Trying to find who i am without the lies
I created these lies because i wanted to fit in
Because i wanted people see me
But it didn't work, now I'm more invisible than the air we breathe
And more silent than than a drowning man
Now I'm drowning in tears, guilt, and regret
I'm hurt so bad that i wanna kill myself
I'm the one who did this to me and now that person has to pay for his sins
Whether it is murder or suicide that i commit
Whatever it is i feel this sudden lust for blood whether it is the person whom i hate or it is myself
I can only deny this blood lust for so long
When it is time to commit i will have no escape, there will only be one way out and that is to commit
My head is just a foggy piece of land
In this foggy piece if land there was this sign that i saw that read " this is the land of the lost souls"
I tried to runaway and i tried to find an exit but i found nothing except for lost pale looking men and women some couldn't even speak some were still shook some were passed out on the floor, cold and others were seating in a group, talking
Someone said that there's no escape and that they've been looking for years and years and years, they also said that the only way out is to find yourself
