My thoughts ripple like a pound, they spread out. And I cut my arm till the only thing I can see is red. I go to sleep crying because I have to deal with the fact that I have to wake up to another day of pain and suffering. And my sadness is as inevitable as the death of every star in the universe. And the moon and the sun shine brightly as I'm there to be their faint shadow. And the world spins and we stay still. And the love of many hearts are warmed by the heat of others. But my heart will forever stay caliginous and frozen. And people ask why are you sad. I say "I can only tell you that I'm just human, and I am more weak then others."
