depressed high schooler back in the day. thats where all of those came from. Life moves on and the 'inspiriration' just isn't there as much now.
Today is the day
I wanted so much to say
Thanks for the tears
Thanks for the fears
These bars, cold iron and steel
Like death's touch they feel
Keeping me in my place they stand firm
While trapped here bad thoughts churn
The twinkle of a star
the color of a car
is never seen and adored
By the one with the Ink-Eyes.
Ten million people each with their problems
Why should anyone care?
They would only stop to gawk or stare
I see the city lights all around me