• My blood is me,
    My life is within me.
    My soul wants to come out,
    But it just doesnt want to,
    At the same time.
    My life can be complet,
    As well as missing something.
    Sometimes in a rush,
    Sometimes i don't miss a detail.
    Its like a skull,
    With a pink rose.
    Sometimes you see it,
    Sometimes you don't.
    When ever you want to see,
    You become very blind.
    When you don't want to see,
    You see more than needed.