#1
With a tear in his eye, he began to shake.
He looked down, at his thigh, where he'd slowly carved her name.
And he thinks, what did I, do to make her so afraid?
Of a love, without caution, without boundaries, it's such a shame.
You see this man, is broken.
This man, is fragile.
This man, will collaspe,
And keep up his smile.

With a gun, in his hand,
He realizes he's too gutless,
To put an end, to the pain,
And the waste of time,
So he drinks, and he ****s,
And he smokes his lungs away.
It ain't fun, it ain't right, and it's not oh fcking Kay.
See this man, is broken.
This man, is fragile.
This man, will collaspe,
And keep up his smile.

But this man, is nothing more,
Than a ****ing boy.
His muscles and his bones, seem quite mature,
But his heart and soul have never felt a love so ****ing pure.

And so he couldn't cope anymore.
So he sat, on the skyline, way above on the rooftop,
And he drank and he smoked and he just prayed he could summon,
The will to just trip, fall and make a stumble and go over the edge.

See this man, couldn't be,
Any more like me,
The stupid ****ing boy couldn't see,
That his heart on his sleeve,
Had been taken a while before,
By these vultures, these *****s.
And so he spat on the entire female ****ing race.


Opinions?
In a crooked little town,
They were lost and never found.
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves,
On the ground.
#2
Um... I get very uncomfortable reading this. The emotions are all over the place and the extreme anger towards the end was really awkward.

I don't know, man. It's a tough sell for me.
"This nightmare's gonna break me.
Please, Daylight, save me..."