Night Time... No Tomorrow.
And this pain in my head, it won't go away.
And this pain in my heart is only temporary.
But when it comes around, I can feel that hand again.
Such routine is mind fucking.
Those disgusting souls around me, its hardly bareable. But I get through it with being an outcast. People talk to me. And I think when I get home maybe I will feel better. But then I just feel alone sometimes. I know I'm not. I know I have people that are standing there, waiting. I must confront them.
And of course those who are stalking, watching. Such pathetic minds, they make of me what they will. Simply, I don't mind it for that is not what I am. That is what they are.
God I love it.
And this pain in my heart is only temporary.
But when it comes around, I can feel that hand again.
Such routine is mind fucking.
Those disgusting souls around me, its hardly bareable. But I get through it with being an outcast. People talk to me. And I think when I get home maybe I will feel better. But then I just feel alone sometimes. I know I'm not. I know I have people that are standing there, waiting. I must confront them.
And of course those who are stalking, watching. Such pathetic minds, they make of me what they will. Simply, I don't mind it for that is not what I am. That is what they are.
God I love it.