Song of a Broken Boy.

I can't express myself to people, except with music
I want to tell them what I hate, and what amuses me
I really do not know how I could explain
The only thing I know is that I am not feeling okay
And suddenly the boy who always screamed in class turns silent
No one knew what happened until they saw his right hand
His palm was full of scars and in between he held a blade
Suddenly he swallowed it, he died the same day

Dieing must be so relieving
If you just stop with breathing
Close your eyes and feel the end (feel the end)
Yeah yeah yeah
Dieing, must be so relieving
If you just stop with breathing
Close your eyes and take my hand (take my hand)

Yeah, yeah
Who he was? I don't know
How should you describe a psycho
Musician, producer, in school he's the looser
After class he never went home, no one cared the fuck where he goes
Black on black everyday, looking sick everyday
Looking like he got slayed, his glance always afraid
Of the world around him and the people hate his personality
Just let him be he!

Why are people so heartless to people?
Why can't we be loving each one like ourselfs will?
If we would have humanity this boy'd still be here
And not with 16 in haven
Pray