Theories
Movies?
Not that I see
Poor little souls
Maybe like me
Bendable, unknown, very elastic
People can morph it
Into something fantastic
Theories, not movies,
Not that I see
Because when you work at Freddies,
You'll cry for eternity
No death,
No pain,
Only weeping inside
But then why is it true
That the children can hide?
No one can hide
Not in my eyes
Those poor little souls?
They're ready to die
I can see what no eye can see
When it comes to the Afton family
I can see all the colors, the fear,
But why then, is Michael not shedding a tear?
I killed his sister, his brother, his mom
Has he grown used to the pain going on?
Emotion can help you when you are in pain
But emotion can kill you if you are insane