Secret, false hopes in a cloud
Full of mortified dreams.
Honey, look me right in these glassened eyes.
Voices coming out of nowhere,
"Listen!"
"Help!"
"Die!"
Jumpbled, jumbled, what is this blackened dream?
What are the reasons of these darkened street lights?
Where are you? Where is it? Where am I?
Surely these frightened words reach your ears.
Baby, come help me...
Empty streets, orange pavement,
I hear you, where are you?
"This way!"
"Behind you!"
"Look!"
These voices, what do you want from me?
Hey, you, shut-up, go away, leave me be!
"Never"
"Make me"
"Pathetic!"
Die.
Author notes
...I'm just a little crazy. 
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