Meant to be young and wild
And that's what's shown
But hidden this mask
Is an empty soul
If there ever was a quiet place
For those who've felt
In silence and hate
There is a fear
That there might be to little
To fill up the room
With their genuine pain
Feel the ecstasy
Of the wind on his face
With hollowed thoughts of leaving
And a small slip
From the cliff
Could make him
Feel more at place
A certain end
To those self destructive thoughts
Have been shown
To those who have seen
Just how it feels
To suffer alone
And feel guilty
By just asking for more
And he may never realize
His worth
In this cruel world
But darkness
Has beauty
And the truth is unforgettable
They say demons reside
In these souls
But the candour
Is the fact that these demons
Are more human
Than these tyrants will ever be
