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This is just some stuff i wrote...

Things of Mine
A cold heart, an empty mind
A hollow stare, a soulless find
These are all things of mine

An outcast born, no shone light
A lone figure, standing might
These are all things of mine

A painful past, of blood, sweat, and tears
In a crowdful of people, that nobody wants to hear
These are all things of mine

I want to scream, I cannot lie
I am alone in this world, that no one can deny
These are all things of mine

You can see the scars, so don't try to hide
This is my pain, and this is all that's left behind
These are all things of mine

I'm empty inside, and no one seems to care
I am invisible to all, and its more than I can bare
These are all things of mine

In a crowd full of people, I am lost
Nobody understands, and that's my cost
These are all things of mine

I'm in my field of paper flowers
No one's here and I have the power
These are all things of mine

It's cold outside and I don't care
I want to be at peace like the graveyard's air
These are all things of mine

They're looking at me, I sit there and stare
I'm numb inside and nobody seems to care
These are all things of mine

This is who I am..
These are all things of mine
And I'm next in line.