To be of light and dark is but to be of black & white
It really doesn't matter when we come to a basic principal
That we needed no one and yet clung so tight.
To brake away and be free was my destony yet
I was to blind to see what really sat in front of me.




I understand that
I'm misunderstood
I feel so worthless
And lay motionless
As the pain of longing
Waiting and wanting
Show one compassionless word:
Mortal
Feaer of death
Of sorrow and joy
Rage and anger
Paint a picture
Of sickness and anxiotiy
Tired of being love sick
Uneasy yet scared
This is all I am



Yet you think me cold with hate from the empty words I say
Those words that don't really go away
But you see if it were up to me
I have shot you down long ago.
Humanity doesn't matter to me
I just speek my mind
and put it together for the last time.






If this is what is left of life
then this petty thing humans call life is but the waking hour
for if all thats left is beauty then is there but a point?
Adirection maybe
yet meaningless searches prove that fate does not take those strong of faith
But isn't that what they like to say?
Fate we can not ecsape
But it'll only take those weak of heart
those so strong of faith don't believe
In the monster we call fate
yet they hate all who've been taken away.













Is this what you hate?
This one whos thrown life away
yet can't you see
I belong to the streets
I can't make can't it any where else.












Those who know me say this isn't me
The cold cell in my mind which dreams up these horried rhymes
Yet they can't see in side me
This cold shell to match my mind
I've gone to far now to look back
besides all there is is black

the lone wolf
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the Lone wolf