Spinning Hallways
Spinning hallways of the hollow mind,
Out of luck and out of time.
Out of love but no one cares,
Don’t you wish I where not there?
Tears in the night and a mask by day,
Child’s laughter when it’s time to play.
The sun goes down and the moon shines bright,
I cry in the shadows just out of sight.
My mask hides my pain from the ones I love,
It’s as beautiful as the crimson dove.
Books of dark poems and music that’s loud,
With all my pain does it make you proud?
I wear long shirts that cover my wrists,
I wear metal rings to cover my fists.
I hide my pain with music screaming out loud,
All that I want is for you to be proud.
I've had one true love that I'll give my life for,
But now he is gone with a slam of the door.
It gets harder to smile as the days go by,
I think I'll just lay here and let myself die.
