• Confused in the world,
    Alone with only our sanity;
    No,
    Our sanity has been taken away,
    Burned in the flames of hate and turned to bitter ashes.
    No longer are we human for our sanity has diminished,
    Our sanity was what allowed us to be human and without it we are mere puppets,
    Slaves to this feeling we call hate.
    We despise all living things,
    Even ourselves;
    We have thoughts that we are only a blemish on the face of the earth,
    That our life was a flaw and that our existence was merely a nightmare;
    That we will fade from the memories of life and no one would know.
    Death,
    A word that is imprinted in our tainted minds,
    A word that we live on and fear,
    But in high hopes (Oh, in high hopes) that Death may come and visit us……we wonder when.
    Time after time,
    This reaper has not yet come and we fall into an agonizing depression that tempts us to our own grave.
    Yes,
    We are victims of our own madness but,
    That is for the reason we are not sane.