They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong