• so much and consumption..i
    feel i might not function..
    maybe it's just a disease..
    but all i feel is the pain n misery..
    heh misery sure does love her company..
    and the pain is so unimaginably real..
    i bleed blood tears through these sockets of mine..
    and all these years i cant believe i am standing here...
    cold, lifeless, n dead..
    So i walk the streets..
    dragging my feet..
    n when the time comes
    when we shall meet..
    I'll only hang my head low..
    and chuckle a smile..
    u'l stare with no knowledge within seconds..
    I've changed...
    For the better or worse..