Slashes and cuts
Bruises and tears
Wondering what the hell are we doing here
Laughs and screams
Terrors and dreams
Wondering if its all as it seems
Forever stuck in a day dream
Easier than the reality
They scream in his head
Yet he is better off dead
They torment and make it hell
He wants it over he's a former shell
Left alone to find his way he doesn't stand a chance today
I laugh and so does he
And exact mirror image of me
We are both stuck where no one else could ever be
For we are all different you and me
Yet you still claim you see
