The Facade
Alone within my own thought,
The world fades to utter black,
Except the end of the barrel attack,
Liberation in a hard lightning shot.
All I am is this fabricated machine,
No one sees what the real me is,
I may say and do strange things,
Only to call more attention to me.
A lone gunman stands without love,
All I really want is for acceptance,
Someone to look beyond the façade,
Maybe realize I am not this monster.
The sizzling ripping sound resonates,
Filling the empty void in my heart,
If only one special girl would I find,
She could pull the trigger one last time.
I would then lay down my guns,
And sit with her alone for a while,
Together wrapped in our own warmth,
Can I ever be accepted like this?