Roaring a whimper

So you see me walk in
With some kind of hope
Having dragged myself up from so low,
I see you walk in 
With your own hope
Having dragged yourself up from so low

But then my soul, my soul cries and I hide
In my mind, once again within my shattered mind

For you see me smile
And laugh at it for a while
The charms of the master to beguile,
So yeah you see me smile
And laugh at what I revile
Still the master of how to beguile

So you see me walk in
Just trying daily to cope
Having picked myself up from being cast low,
But when you walk in
With your own darkness to cope
Do you know I also came from being so low?

But then my soul, my soul cries and I hide
In my mind, once again within my shattered mind

For yes you see me smile
Crying inside meanwhile
As my name you strive to defile,
But yet you see me smile
Spewing your addictive bile
And brand me in public the pedophile 

But then my soul, my soul cries and I hide
In my mind, once again within my shattered mind

menoh

I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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