fusi0n-lab

Look at me, Can you see the inside? Or just the outside image, That sickening deception, Coverage of what I really am. Look at my inside, As you can see, Im just a corpse Dried up and thin, Shrivelled to the bones Whithered and eaten By demons within. Look at my inside, Does it look like me? Does it ever look, Like the person you see? I'm cast aside, Unloved by the past Unwanted by future And slapped in the face. All my mistakes, And all that you did Come back to haunt me, So I slit my wrists. I'm just a corpse, So deadened inside, Lacking all hope, Without any pride, Now without cares, Opposite of what was, Til