They say it's nothing that i'm just fine,
they don't understand the darkness inside.
Even thinking death, the real words a crime,
they can't control the thoughts in my mind.
...
She writes in scarlet blood on the mirrors around her,
'i don't wanna be here i wanna be heard'
The writing remains as a memory of her.
He explodes scarlet-red on the walls closing on him.
...