by Amanda
Harsh words & violent blows,
hidden secrets nobody knows.
Eyes are open, hands are fisted.
Deep inside I'm warped & twisted.
So many tricks & so many lies.
Too many whens & too many whys.
Nobody's special, nobody's gifted.
I'm just me, warped & twisted.
Sleeping awake & choking on a dream.
Listening loudly to a silent scream.
Call my mind, the number's unlisted.
Lost in someone so warped & twisted.
On my knees, alive but dead.
Look at all the blood I've bled.
I'm not gone, my mind has drifted.
Don't expect much, I'm warped & twisted.
Burnt out, wasted, empty, & hollow.
Today's just yesterday's tomorrow.
The sun died out, the ashes sifted.
I'm still here, warped & twisted.
You see the pain that lies in my eyes,
but my eyes are completely dry.
You see the anger that burns from my gaze,
the madness that sets my eyes ablaze.
You see the fear that closes my eyes,
the smile I wear is but a disguise.
You see the hope that is finally dead,
I cannot trust for my heart has been bled.
You see the love that lies within,
but I shall never love again.
You see death's hand that has glazed my eyes,
but no one saw me die inside.
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