Midnight

Always feeling like the outcast, he's been going crazy ever since his dad passed
He needs guidance and advice but instead
he only has breakdowns and flashbacks
'Cause its happened in the past so
He's getting used to the black eyes and fat lips
but all he's got is a fake smile and cut wrists
Wishin' he could walk right up to them and show them the scars
and say look you're the reason that I've done this
Maybe they would finally understand and go back to how it was before it all began
It's been getting harder everyday, if he was still around everything would be OK.

- Midnight