beatin, brokin down the ground, lost with no cause, no one to fight for. If i get cut blood will poor out my veins like the tears from my eyes. Will no one be there when im dead and gone? Can i really be on the edge of madness? Am i really on the outside lookin in and seeing nothing? My brain is filled with all these feelings about to explode like my heart all over this wall! When will it be my turn to see the beauty i keep hearing about? Am i just to blind to see this or has it past me by already? Im beaten and broken looking down on the world........