In this chaotic site
Where there is no light,
where sadistic cockaroaches with selfpity
and lovers with suicidal stupidity,
crawling around in this forsaken place
hiding their sinister face.
you took my attention you see
day after day, you speak of pain and sadness,
tears and darkness, death and sickness
how can you disgrace the light?
how can you embrace the night?
you cant hide a tormented soul.
then your face will turn foul
look deep into that mirror,
and accept your twisted error
and spread your colorful wings,
and follow the signs
to happy life
instead of a bloody knife.
(I'm not sure if this picture goes with it but I'll use it)