Life full of terror and depression caused by others
Emotions never shown on the outside but crying hard on the inside
Walking by many people with nothing shown on the face, does it bother?
They all try to look past the dark lenses, that decision wouldn’t be right

Behind those shades, scoping down every walking being
Thinking to self: They know of nothing that I go through on this earth
Not shades to shield the sun from the eyes but to keep the dark from
overthrowing
Always thinking why mother would bring a demon to birth

Every inch of the eyes covered to prevent other lives from being taken
Witchcraft to those who have no life and nothing else better to do
The shades come off and smoke blows into the air, ground starts to be shaken
Thunder in the skies, black clouds lowering on all of you

In the real world, wishing it would happen to those that are despised
A smile that shows all that I’m just a friendly soul like some
Removing the glasses that nobody can look pass; should’ve been their demise
Life full of drama, but it’s my job to stay away, and hope nothing but fun comes