All is a blur,
When you walk down the hall.
Faces that show,
Are the one's in soul pain.
They've held it inside,
And created a space...
Between this world and their hearts.
Big smiles ignite,
Their beautiful faces,
Yet it's all for show,
Because it would kill the world.
If you look inside their minds,
You'll see the revenge.
They solemly plot,
The day they'll destruct.
Whether it's for taking their life,
Or the one you hold dear.
They don't mean no harm,
But it's their way of life.
To take away your life,
Or simply ruin theirs.
One day all will change,
When these happy faces...
Become the suicidle killers they are,
And the person I am.
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