Names
I hear it all,
Even as I fall.
People will talk the talk,
Thinking they can walk the walk.
Yet they can't even be nice,
Like a bunch of dirty mice.
Devil's Child.
Rumors spread like a fire,
But it's not what I desire.
They talk of my broken heart,
Dead by the sharpened dart.
Emo.
Is this how you view of me?
How I am meant to be?
You can call me names,
Remember I wont play your games.
Demon.
Is it necessary to bring someone down,
Who has lived within the same town?
Listening to lies, what is truth anymore?
Everything now makes my poor heart sore.
They say things that aren't true,
Lying as quick as the wind's blow.
Cutter.
How dare you think of me this way?
Why is this what you people say?
Enough is enough!
Maybe I should start acting tough.
If this is how life will be,
Then I now see.
Mental
You want me to be mean?
Nothing you have yet seen.
I can be a demon if it calls,
Don't try to catch me when I fall.
It's all on you...
What would you do?
Death's Angel
The game is now set,
Demon's what you will get.
Make way for the mentally ill,
Because we are the ones that kill.
I can't help but play this game,
Nothing will ever be the same
After I am through,
You will be forced to tell what's true.
Rumors are spread,
That has turned black my heart once red.
