You see me in the crowd
What do you really see?
I am not like you
I can not stand
When the world has taken
Everything I have
And made it into waste
My pain is deep
I have scars I can not show
I have dreams I have killed
Stabbed in the midnight still
I have heart that is black and dry
I have tears I can not cry
My rose is nothing but a trampled flower
Like my faith drowning in poison.
I play a good part
Deal out a fake heart
I will give you a smile
Bleeding on the inside
I will disappear into the crowd
Where you can not follow
Where you can not watch
And with my razor of thought
I will cut a little deeper
Seep out black into my veins
Until I am cold
Until I am gone.