Listen 2 my words,because no 1 else cares.
If death is so easy,than y life is my fear.
Maybe it's because,my pain is my tears.
Sometimes I wonder,should I be so sincere.
Because emotionaly speaking,I'm a poetic pioneer.
Enhansing the depths,of my deep eternal flare.
While searching 4 hope,through the mist of my end.
Because my father,doesn't luv his own kids.
Y do u think,my pain is my sin.
Listen 2 my words,while I express my shame.
My blood type is nothing,but a negative change.