such a beautiful smile;
what a twisted frown.
such a lovely child,
always made a clown.
what a lovely soul, they say,
oh how they wish they knew.
the pain and agony it brings
to say i don't love you.
so up
so down
so back
now around
when will i stop wishing for death
dear friend?
amazing how we always lie
and say we do not care
when everything is lost inside
i feel i get nowhere.
do you feel the pain?
can you see no gain?
or am i in an inescapable Hell
Alone, my friend…
farewell.