Be free
Be you
I'm me

I laugh
I cry
I sometimes try to die
But I
Have found
That without sound
I cannot hear
The fear inside

Clawing, clinging
Lingering, but singing
About not love,
Not life,
Not heartache or strife
But pain being bliss,
Not exactly this

Pain isn't really my thing,
I just like to imagine it inflicted
On other beings
I didn't say which, I won't even try
It gets people guessing
Of what I hide inside