• I can't cry no more.
    My eyes and throat are too sore.
    I'm not crying tears of water.
    All I cry is tears of blood and pain.
    Yes I said pain,
    it keeps me sane.

    The pain isn't physical.
    It's more mental or emotional.
    I smile on the outside
    even though I'm sreaming and crying in agonizing pain on the inside.
    Most people want to die
    when they feel this kind of pain inside,
    but I feel fine
    when the pain
    goes through me in agonizing vain.

    Some people call me a robot
    because I don't express my thoughts.
    They say my heary is ice cold
    or made out of stone.
    But neither is true because I wear a sheild
    so my heart won't get killed
    by all the pain I feel.

    I'm not going to cry anymore
    because like before
    I ran out of blood and tears.
    I can't feel any pain
    and now I'm not sane
    so just let me die in vain