Behind the mask I am hiding myself,
to know the real me,you have to delve;
and remove my veil,the veil of mystery...
that guards my soul,guards my history!
My darkest thoughts are buried deep inside
through the brumous,narrow alleys I glide by...
The world outside has never, ever cared...
I was afraid to fly,I had never dared.
I am alone here, misunderstood and hurt;
used and thrown away,left in the dirt!
I am the owner of the weakest heart;
it bleeds often as people break it apart.
It's so cold inside,I have become numb;
before the brutal reality,I've succumbed.
Standing with an empty heart,in the twilight
fighting with the beast within,to survive!
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