Beautiful Fool

I want the rain to wash away this sick mind

     Why did you fucking made me like this!

I want the thunder to blind my eyes

            Why do you let me see all of this!

I want the earthquackes to take my body away

                 Why did you give me a body like this....

Sitting there crying in the corner...no one cares for me.
  
                   That much I know


<sub>I sit there...thinking of the things my mind let's me see...the things that wonder in there, the things that no one should see...And my eyes just help out my mind...letting it expand more. The fantasy world taking over.

                     But is it really fantasy??
                              or is it reality?

I don't know what to think anymore...

                        Help me...I beg

Help this sick mind loose its perfect insanity

Help me see the good...

Help me be a


                                                     beautiful fool</sub>




<sup>I see these things flashing in my mind...showing me the future and the past...but none of it can go through my lips borders...I see them and they take me within...make it real to this body I bear...but the more I try to let go...the more come pouring in. I can't stand it...but then again

I want it

       I want it all!!</sup>