Cynclair

Jump off a bridge, Slit your wrist, Do everything on The suicide list. Put a gun to your head, A noose on your neck, Shove those pills down your throat, And your suicide list? Check. They say that they love you. They say that they care. They say they'll be there for you, But are they ever there? They wear their fake smiles, You wear your mask. They say you're fine. They never ask. So, jump of a bridge, And slit your wrist. You're dead anyway When they find this.

Love me Hate me Hit me Rape me Hurt me Scorn me Kick me Whore me Hide me Find me Beat me Bind me Abuse me till I can barely stand Knock me down and make me get up again Teach the lesson Till I get it Break my bones So I don't forget it Don't stop Till I turn black Cut my veins Don't go back Make it end Take the pain away Finish it now Until all life fades away..

Hush little baby, don't you cry Daddy's gonna sing you a lullaby Of death and darkness and eerie things That travel the night on gilded wings Of witches and demons and monsters so fierce Of battles and swords and arrows that peirce Of the spells and secrets of my sacred Art That darken even the purest heart And if, through it all, you begin to fear Remember that I am always here So take the legacy I gift to thee And when I am gone, remember me.

Look at me. I'm serious, look at me. What do you see? I walk with a limp, you call me a cripple. I wear black, you call me gothic. My hair is shorter than most, you call me a dike. I never smile for you; I must be pissed at something. I wear makeup; underneath it I must be ugly. Now turn off the light. Right now, turn it off. What do you see? Nothing? Good. Now talk to me, treat me like a person. I'm not who I appear to be, I'm not bound by this appearance that I didn't choose.  I'm only a human, only a soul reaching out to you to listen… just listen. In the daylight, we are all judged, judged by skin color, sex, how we look, dress and so

Hush little baby, say not a word There never was a mockingbird Roses are red until they die Oh, soon enough like you and I Hush my child, 'twill be alright That is, if you survive the night Twinkle, Twinkle little star Sky so black, the moon so far Mary had a little lamb, And the fleece was black as coal When you fall asleep tonight, Then the world will steal your soul Hush my child, 'twill be alright That is, if you survive the night Rockaby babe, in the tree  tops When the wind blows, life then stops When the bough breaks the cradle will fall And dead will be baby, smile and all Hush my child, 'twill be alright That is,