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

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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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