GOTH BOY

DIM SITTING QUIET...

BOY TIMID SHY...

ALONE AMONG CHILDREN...

I SO LONG TO DIE...

IF I CAN'T DO THAT...

ESCAPE FROM THIS SCHOOL...

I WISH I COULD DRESS LIKE THAT SPLINTERED HEART FOOL.

MYSELF DRAPED IN BLACKNESS...

A SILVER PIERCED PRINCE...

SO MANY PEOPLE...

TO IGNORE (TO CONVINCE!)

THAT I DO NOT CARE...

THAT THEY CAN NOT TOUCH...

GOTH SECOND NATURE...

SO SIMPLE...NOT MUCH.

FALL DOWN MY FACE...

THOSE TEARS DRENCHED MY SOUL...

ALONE IN THE LOVE NUMBING COLD OF MY GOAL...

AS I FIGHT TO CONTINUE...

TO NOT LOSE CONTROL...

I PONDER THE FREEDOM...

THAT MY PAYMENT STOLE...

THAT PRICE I STILL PAY...

HAS COST ME SO MUCH...

THIS COWARDLY BRAVERY...

BEREFT OF THEIR TOUCH.