MR.apocalypse

The crave of the attention

The crave of attention

You try to run you try to hide

From the grief you keep inside

You would rather run than face it

You not sure you want to erase it

The grief is the reson you can cry

And every body will turn they eyes

You crave the attention all eyes on you

You crave it so you look so blue

There always caring about you

But losing frendships as you do         

Your victim role to gain the rush

Taking advatage that thet care so much

You dont think there effected by this

Until the day where theres no care to give

Your sad and sick mental from the widthdraw

Then they get blamed for your fall

You can ether choose to tell the truth

Or you can win and the one who cared lose