Sometimes I wish I understood it sooner,
Sometimes I wish I wasn't a fool,
Sometimes I wish I pulled the razor blade across my skin,
Sometimes I just want to die.
All of the sky grays, rainstorms in my mind,
Shattering my thoughts,
Faking my smiles and losing my cries,
Travelling miles because I'm lost.
I've lost my home, my leg, my sanctuary.
These nightmares came back
Monsters came to haunt me.
But, who am I, in this cold, cold heart?
Just another sad song, broken to pieces.
But where is my home?
A/N: Unlike my other 'songs', this one's a poem.
