they'll beat you  starve you  then praise you when you're dead  gone mad  homeless  drinking till it all makes sense  they'll take everything  as you gave  giving everlasting dreams  all it cost was a nightmare  lord help this poor...

i’ve seen things that should not beand I just lost my mindI look into the glassbut it’s half emptyand they wonder whylife was never a joke to mebecause I’m not your ragged toywhy can’t I just let the past...