Another Tragedy Ten
There's a struggle going on inside the mind of a mad man. He's always' trying to elude the situation by throwing himself into another. The paranoia set's in, takes hold and pushes you down. Trivial it might be that someone still loves you, though I know you don't care. In your eye's there's no one above you. This error comes from the madness you wear. I hope you suffocate. There's no where near enough hate in this world for me to throw at you. Suffocate, till your body turns cold.
