You all take one look at me, and quickly turn away.
Words of hate are what I hear every single day.
I may seem like a monster with his sanity torn apart,
But the truth is that you're crushing an already broken heart.
My real self is not what you see on the outside.
Pain, sorrow, and lonliness are the things I hide.
I shield my weakness every day with false bloodlust and rage.
However, I am really trapped in an inescapable cage.
Yes, I tend to insult you, and snicker when you fall,
And I just ignore you when you scream a desperate call.
But all my screams have been empty, too.
All my pain has been shoved out of view.
I suppose loving is something that I was never taught.
Hate is an emotion that I have always fought.
I cannot love them when my heart is made of ice.
This is the heart I was given--I needn't pay a price.
Yet, I have been hurt over and over again...
I have been tortured now, and torn apart then.
So, please, think over the words I speak, for all of them are true.
For deep down, I really want to just love all of you.