I smile through the agony
Through this bittersweet world
Scribe my pains on the walls with my nails
My fingers are battered
Red paint oozing out
The body full of scars scattered
I took the toll of depression
When I walk in the spike shurbs of suppression

I like to be lone in dark corners
My world spins only around the moon
I don't live in the day
For it comes with crowd of relays
The call me the...