This front I carry makes me look stern and cold
But, I am nothing like that
I am not wicked, if that's what you been told
I am more cunning like a cat
I am stunningly content with my happiness
As you thought to your self, he must hate us all
Even if it was my sappiness
I have these emotions that make me bawlThis human weakness, makes me sick
A standardized evil it seems
I am less hollow then thick
If only i was what i am in my dreams
I am human being
Even if I am with a bloody knife you are seeing
