As I approach with a smile You turn your head Eyes closed, nose pointed to the sky You pretend you don’t see me cry And for some lame reason I thought you were cool As I approach with a smile I point my forty-five Your eyes widen as you beg for your life And you turn your head one last time And for some lame reason I thought you were cool Your long blonde hair fell so confidently As it hit the concrete floor Your greatest love now stained As your innocence pours from your veins And for some lame reason I thought you were cool I’ll never forget the sound of your scream The bullet I shot was meant for your head It’s your turn to cry now Only you cry tears of blood And for some lame reason I thought you were cool Here I am again, trapped inside these walls I built myself to protect my heart and soul - love, hate, bullshit - wait - oh god, there's so much more - school, work, some stupid jerk - fuck it all - tears falling on my kneecap as I curled myself into a ball but those tears were just another brick - to add to my wall- thank you, pink floyd - along with her hatred flamed because I COULD NOT HELP HER WITH HER PROBLEMS. I'm not that good, you know - my heart is more like pissed on snow than freshly-fallen, turned to slush by all my tears over events of these past two years - love and security buried in the ground, no more hugs when Dad's found a new thing to bitch at me about - about being such a freak of nature - I mourn the passing of old happiness, the ripping out of my soul - but rejoice for me, my friends, for now I know I'm whole... Here I am--Alone Again I'm vanished and banished-- From this divinely society zone Where the individuality is foolish. To be honest is a rich moral But they desire not--You desire not! Deceit to them seems a life's neral That's all they've got--All you've got! Blaming process is made as mistakes have been done That's the only way to acquit--the only way it has begun Deaths of innocent has been shown--but not taught Generation to another--it would just be brought. You do not suffer as others take away your pain Charm as it may seems--but sin is what you've gained You cannot run away for it knows your identity You cannot cheat for it can expands your mortality. What goes around comes around You better believe it Prosperous man is an untouchable You better believe it!