Hey,
I've wrote this little nifty lyric or poem... I don't know what got into me when I was writing it. I just went with how I felt?
I was a mistake. I should keep it that way and let this knife slip, let it slip away the pain, the pain I've kept all this time. I can't help it, 'cause I'm lost, lost in my mind, searching for answers I cannot find, starting to think I've became blind. These fuzzy images arising from behind the blackened walls. The cult is welcoming me, but no. I'm a failure at life, a mistake.
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Read what I write when I'm upset. ;]
The title says it all.
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