I was not mean to be here
I look at myself sometimes and thing that I was not meant to be here 
I never belonged here between humans and devils 
there was me 
under the banner of Heaven 
there was a place called hell also known as Earth and I was just another metaphorically drunk poet 
I spoke truth while being in hearse that no sane man can accept 
A look into the Man In The Mirror 
his eyes is dark very dark a horror 
scars around his hand likes to hang himself and strand
Was he like that before nobody knows 
he is an Urban Legend with no one to talk to 
he is an angel while sitting with the devil 
he bleeds and uses it as an ink 
he writes while playing with the scars 
he walks while his bones crack 
he is not normal 
he is insane 
he needs help and someone to help him mentally
I have been dead for too long 
help me in staying alive affection was never my thing 
help me to get some now my thoughts were so raw That the deceased cry when they hear me
the scars bleed now they don't heal 
the clothes turned red like wine from the wound don't help me but stay true to what you say to me 
you can't 
hurt me no more cause this soul has already suffered a lot 
sacrificed myself for myself for what?  little bit of peace and happiness and some laughs and being normal
On a chill night 
alone in the room 
the boy searches for the peace 
his life has always been a complete wreck 
why ?
the boy ask 
it's a test 
they say 
waking up everyday finding everything the same 
the boy lives in the Chaos 
he has not seen the true smile on his parents face 
what is wrong 
maybe the circumstances made it all look like everything is good but deep down it is worse than it could get why don't you talk to your parents
she asked 
my parents and enough he said in his mind but never typed

Why don't you talk 
why did you stop telling how you feel 
why 
because no one can understand what I feel not even you 
the boy said 
the boy is going insane
the boy is like a little flower leaving in a Hurricane 
the boy is suffering and scars are on his heart not on his body 
how do you know about the boys so much how
because I am the boy 
I am the one living in nightmare