I am someone; I am that one
Soul tormented, heart fueled
Anger raging through, in
This cruel world the two are fused
I have lived. I died, and came back to live
I cried at sights, where my
Friends lost their lives
I have stories to tell,
I have dreams to reveal
You might hate them; they
Probably will keep you still
Many may know me,
Or think they know me
But only if they could look deep
In my heart and see me
Bleeding deep inside; crying my
Inner core, my heart is sobbing
The pain is endless, the
Torment is the bitterness
A young soul, with ages of history to be told
Many know me by the mask I wear,
But not the torment of my soul
and I still am that terrified soul
and I am still that someone
with burning inner core
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