Warped & Twisted

Harsh words and violent blows
hidden secrets nobody knows.

Eyes are open, hands are fisted
deep inside I'm warped and twisted.

So many tricks and so many lies
too many whens and too many whys.

Nobody's special, nobody's gifted
I'm just me; warped and twisted.

Sleeping awake and choking on a dream
listening loudly to a silent scream.

Call my mind, the number's unlisted
lost in someone so warped and twisted.

On my knees, alive but dead
looking at the invisble blood I've bled.

I'm not gone, my mind has drifted
don't expect too much, I'm warped and twisted.

Burnt out, wasted, empty and hollow
today is just yesterday's tomorrow.

The sun's died out, the ashes sifted
I'm still here...warped and twisted.



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