U N W A N T E D

unwanted I can feel the pressure .. feel the warm blood dripping down my arm I guess you can call that a homicide, mind on reply thoughts is empty where do we play where do I lay in a cold sutted world, where a lion can not be at place, shall I explain the pain that is at range in my heart, the red light flickering in my mind can't seem to control this , unwanted pressure in this world unwanted people in this world unwanted life's in this world, I just may be one of them as I speak in this matter I may loose myself I will not refuse if I see that exit sign I may just run for it and let my soul become a spirit