What do I feel? What do I see?
All there is is a darkness beneath
Below my form, I know it's true
The black veins making my skin seem blue
Is it the cold, is it the pain?
Solitude has nothing for me to gain
I talk to myself, wow that's lame
Or maybe loneliness has made me insane
Was I like this? Feeling so broken?
Or was I hiding like it was golden?
Makes no sense? Believe me I know
I just wish I was pure like the snow
But snow is cold, that I can see
Or rather feel, but then again it's me
Leave me alone, I'm dreading the cold
The pool's consumed me, from young to old
