thoughts of dark and twisted truth
dedicated to all of you
to all the ones who thought so grand
who would never lend a hand
you thought of me as nothing more
than the kid who sat at the back by the door
why was i so diffrent to you
what was missing can you tell me true
was there anything there at all
or was i just some one to take the fall
you took your anger out on me
never would you let me be
at one time i showed the pain
for me it never got much gain
so i hid it all
it still didnt stop in class room or hall
i dont know what it did or how it helped
but i've hurt myself by not letting it out
emotions arent with me
or at least no one can see
its hard to show if i'm hurt
its hard to show if i'm not
i cant say of the emotions that are there
i dont think anyone would really care
why'd you all do it?
can you give me that?
why was it me that yoy tortured so much?
do you have an answer for me?
maybe i'll find it in future therapy
you fucked me up and now i'm broken
emotions are somewhere but all forgotten
tears never to be seen
my anger and fear hidden clean
will this be my life
will i forever live with this strife
or will it just go away
i'll find this out on a later day
