When I was young,
life was more fun
but I still did not fit in.


Played by myself,
heart on a shelf
other kids laughed at my name.


I've been waiting,
over rating
how I'll be this special man.


No one sees me,
or believes me
no one knows just who I am.


No one hears me,
or comes near me
no one cares to know the man.


I grew older,
my heart grew colder
I started doubting my lifes worth.


I'm a cutter,
lost in the gutter
I'm a dark and evil soul.


I've gone crazy,
my eyes are hazy
I have let myself run down.


wish upon stars,
to take all my scars
so I can finally be loved.


I don't know why,
people don't cry
when they see that no one cares.

Now that I've seen my darker side,
I'll keep it locked up deep inside.

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