The endless sorrow. The failiure. The pain.
As I walk down this path of shadows and betrayal, I wonder what I believe in anymore.
Or if I can believe in anything anymore.
The paths of good and evil have twisted and intertwined, and I'm caught in it.
No matter what i try to do good, it always turns out bad.
The world turns it's back on me wherever I go.
I try to fit in, I try to be hopeful.
But I was raised to be evil, to have my soul taken away.
And that is how it always will be.
For my tears shed do not matter to anyone.
I wish I could be sane, I wish I could be one of you.
But my blood is black, and yours is red.
and that makes all the difference in the world.