Lonely child, without a fear.
Blindly walking down the road.
Connecting pain with silent tears,
his heart is aching, dark and cold.
People point and wisper,
rumors spread with dread around
his head.
A deadly smile is what he wears,
walking on without a care.
Lonely child without a friend,
coming round the dark roads bend.
Clutching tight upon his heart,
It has been broken, clean apart.
This one, he, he used to love.
She wore his heart just like a glove.
But now he has the appitite,
To rome the brisk, dark, deadly night.
Lonely child without a care.
Running down a deadly road.
Thinking that his lifes unfair,
He breaks the rules and makes his own.
He acts as though he doesn't care,
buts bleeding deep inside.
Hiding all emotions from the world,
until he dies. |