3My letter of truth
You take my sadness for anger,
My love for depression.
You take my useless tears
as a sighn of wanted attention.
Im not insane,im just alone,
even when im not.
My heart feels numb, oh so cold
Inside i feel it rot.
I look at my wrist, cut so many times.
I look in my head, so many confusing rhymes.
I found something to be happy for,
then it was stripped away.
I finly found my burning candel
I finaly found my day.
I look back at you amd all my freinds
I no you dont like this so called me.
I dress in black to suit my mood
My screams are just another plea.
I try to stop all my pain
with my knife of darkness.
But all i bring is raine
oh God that tempting sharpness.
I wish i could explain to you
why im so afraid.
I wish i could just talk to you.
My real self, down be laid.
Im sorry, i know you dont like it
How truly sad i can be.
But dont you see my freind?
Out to you i plead.
Evry sad remark is a cry
that some how youl see.
But maby you just blind.
And in your light you cant feel
these tears of blood i bleed.
Im sorry..so very sorry...
I dont want to be this way.
But once youve turned from that road..
I turned from light of day.
Help me..somehow say you care..
even if you dont.
All i want to know is that you there.
And leave me..i hope you wont.
So for you my freind..i write this poem
For you and all i try to chang.
I hope you will be proud of me
when i fing out who i realy am..
to Duncan. I know you want me to chang, and for you and Angel and Eze i am. But its a slow process. So be happy with the knowledge of im at least trying. See you at puppets.