scarletteâ„¢ with a heart as black as coffee

let's get it straight: i write songs. i'm a goddamn poet! my interests: drawing, killing, scaring, reading, self terminate by electric shock, termination by overdose, termination by hanging, death by self inflicting gunshot. i am mad, so you better watch out! i haven't set the world on fire yet, but i'm working at this. you people always talk, but never use the words. and if you can't buy them you want steal them all. i'll build illogical highway. create it in my veins. and i'll destroy the last memories in my brain. but not to run away from pain. not to hide my real name. i will do those things just cause i'm insane...well, last night i was thinking who the hell am i. sometimes it's "heart" to find yourself among the starving stars. at the moment i'm really unhappy and i think it's not fair -.- (but does anyone notice? but does anyone care?) i know that i'm not good for people. i know that i'm weird and i'm using vicious remarks as a weapon. i am a center of bad luck. but i'm not a bad person... (that is a lie!!!) my thoughts are pure... and my mind is clear... so god... GET ME OUT OF HERE!!! look! it's coffin time! let's drink some "eyes called" blood!