

pain and emotionpunished again for a crime of being humanpain and emotion
emotionally challenged unable to cope just going deep down into myself, into a state of
death... only able to feel to concentrate on
one thing Pain. knuckles bleeding
upon stained brick the pain is pleasure bringing me to life showing me the path lighting my way
in this dark city a city of misfits Emotions.


OpportunityInside my doorway, There's a brightly coloured room The scent of mischief clouding around the top of the ceiling The lights are blinding But I've dimmed them for you No secret traps constructed For you, and only you. There are no windows Except for the one above the door To see who else wants entry There's a line-up out there But your colour of shirt Is the same as my bedsheets It all fits. There's music coming softly from the corner of the room But what kind of thing sings such a tender melody? It's me. Before I was lip syncing Till yoOpportunity