The Love of Insanity
I'm not a normal person,
I wish the world could see,
That all the pain within my soul,
Is building up in me.
I'm not a happy person,
every time I look around,
there's blades and grass surrounding me,
disguising my cold ground.
I'm not a harmless person,
always taking the same route,
I'll gash my arms and slit your tongue,
Cut all the lies right out.
I'm not so optomistic,
I stumble and i hurt,
I scream His name Pray to the Lord,
but nothing seems to work.
I don't think it's worth trying,
just get knkocked down again,
My blackened heart is bruised and burnt,
It's filled with Satans sin.
I don't think i am healthy,
Hidden with a smile,
They say it will get better but its taking quite a while
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