when people look at me
they think they know what they see
but its way out of the way and out past
I�m always counted as the last
having no life and knowing nothing
about something
yet I know more
and people still see me as a bore
I don�t do anything wrong to them
they don�t understand how much anger I hold in
they only see what they want to see
they can just leave it be
they push me and make me act like othersI have no brothers
or anyone to call someone like me
that's just the way it's going to be
me in the alley
in the lost soul valley
people never understanding the problem I live in
if they did they be trapped in a bin
they cant handle it
they wont even get it
so from what people know
they can never follow where I go
as I take offence of everything
it's tough not to do a thing
from so many years of pain
you feel like ripping out your own brain
the drifting to a place to where I can set all my dedication
a place of no location
a place of no feeling
then it becomes a place of screams and loud bellowing
it begins to burn
and then you stop and turn
throwing your fist
then hearing the snap of a neck
you didn't mean it
but somebody just bit it
as you stare at the ground
when your fighting your stuck in a mound of hurt
the more you take the more your burnt
so remember the person
throwing the punches was not you but something else
and there's nothing else
only you and a best friend
that you threw in the dump
now he lays on the ground dead
all you can do now is cry in your bed
as the day go by
I wonder if some how I can fly
as the days turn to nightI feel a craving bite
I need the power
I have to reach the tower
then when I do I can fly
that or I can die
as the nights grew longer
I had a greater hunger
I needed wings to get away
its like I�m trapped in the subway
no way out
always in doubt
I feel the power yet
I don�t know how to use it
I sleep the days wake the nights
as I grow older I reach new heights
I get to the tower
throw my power
wings burst out from behind
I don�t know how I got in this bind
I fly to my planet
I like the change even though I�m living as a bandit
in a world of never ending cages
but then in a world of never ending changes
as souls fly around me
I wonder why they chose me
must it be
do I hold the power to set them free
if I do it must come with a high fee
and yet it does come with one
one that must be done
it�s a life for a life
I refused to cut my wrist with the knife
the souls are mad
they turned me bad
now I�m them and their me
why does it have to be me
why was I cursed to be this way
I feel like I wanna drown
yet something is holding me down
I turn my back
hoping I can but finding I cant escape the fact
but I just can't
As I float off through time
I look back and see what I have wasted
I wish I could do things to fix my problems but it has been wasted
the sky is blue the stars are bright
I sit under this starry night
I wonder if its been
have I lived my life yet
am I dead yet
The birds fly by and chirp as I float through the clouds
I look back and Earth is so small
I look up and the light is a great ball
now I am through
but is it true
it seems so good as I float through the gates of Heaven
so have I really died yetbecause I have lost all of my hate