They call you cry baby, cry baby, but you don't fucking care D-o-l-l-h-o-u-s-e I see things that nobody else sees Kids are still depressed when you dress them up You must be this tall, to, ride, this, ride. At the carnival Always aiming paper airplanes at me when you're around God I wish I never spoke, guess I better wash my mouth out with soap I'm not a piece of cake, for you to just discard, while you walk away.

"We're going to have soo much fun, you just wait." He replied making his way into the living room. I place my hand on the spot where he touched me on my arm and looked back at him. I know this may sound crazy, but for some reason, I don't think he meant that in a good way. Rankings #497 #119 #167

I brush my callused finger against the small tree. Blood smearing where my fingers tips had just been. This was new, untainted, not yet used by god's game called life. "It'll be okay right? I mean all we did was murder a man who was only going to slaughter others.." I whisper smoothly to the tree. It gives no reply. "Tsssk tsssk tsssk.. you know it's jussst you in that filthy head of yoursss. There is no 'we'. There never will be." I need not turn to find out who was behind me. I already knew it was just my inner darkness playing games with me. Trying to get a rise. "Ah but you see I'll find someone like me and when I do it'll be the most magnificent moment in history. We will move on to kill great people. Many great people." I smile slyly at the little tree. "Ah I sssuppossse all humansss sssearch for sssomeone whossse demonsss play well with their own. Isssn't it to bad that I'm not a demon.. jussst a figure of your imagination Ethan.."