ashflee0
If you could predict
The future of your life
Would you want to know,
Have to fight through all the strife
Could you imagine
Knowing how you'd die?
Would you be able to stand it?
Would it eventually make you cry...?
The joy of a funeral
You loved em
Or not
It's terrific
The thought
The thought of the dead
The dieing
The deceased
It's all sadly pleasant
Once you get to the feast
Down, depressed
Deep in despair
You want to be happy
But it's just not there
If you dislike something
Just go and set it aflame
If something doesn't set right
Burn it all just the same
If something is obnoxious
Torch it to it's doom
Just try real hard not to get caught
And make sure no one's in the room...
Darker, darker
Smudged or not
Hide yourself
Nothing but a thought
Blind hatred
Gone mad
Simply crazy
Not that sad...
Gone hysterical
Out of your mind
Can't even think
Almost gone blind
Blind from laughing
Mad from tears
Hope you're quiet enough
So that no one hears
Once you've gone hysterical,
It's hard to go back
Back to sanity
Back on track
Just accept it now
You've gone just wild
You'll never be normal
You impetuous child
The thirst for money
The thirst for fame
The thirst for anything
That wont make you lame
The things that these people
Want to achieve
Are nothing less
Then they're own grieve
Their thoughtlessness of others
Doesn't bother them a bit
As long as they get famous
They don't give a shit
Have you ever wondered
About the unseen things?
The mistaken dreams?
The tragedies?
Of course you have not
For you is I,
As I is me
Therefore
You cannot
See something I do not see
You say to set an example
I say the hell to you
Why can't we go our own way?
Instead of leading them through?
I don't care
I will go the way I want...
and I'm not gonna share
Where I'm going end
All I know is
It's not where you want to send
Me
Ending
Of a life
Death
Defeat
Final stop
Final mark
End of time
For you...
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