Run down environment So many levels of different views, On this world and how to conquer it Many taken the obvious stereotypical route Who am I to judge? What is done in the dark helps most see the light, no matter how dim Searching for love within lustful situations Children seeing the devil's presence firsthand Tormenting and punishing them for what's out of their hands Screams in between the cries of those who long for more This life inside of this world wasn't the plan Nothing is ever apart of the plans intended The blood of the women scorned from the inside who try to smile from the outside The tears of those who cared too much The stares of men who lust and greed So I stand, upon rooftops, when the sun rests on the lining of the pacific The color scheme promising a new tomorrow: Blue, emotionally, draining your memories White, washing out your impurities Pink, giving strength to every wound Only to be awaken to same dark clouds Gushing winds carry all the feelings back to its original source Taking deep breaths as I'm constantly pushed towards to edge Fearing the departure of a life I've known Knowing I'm the only one who can change my surroundings Arms spread eagle wide I let my tears go first, I'll catch up in no time Like a Phoenix, I'll rise again and be reborn as the person I've dreamed of. Like a Phoenix, I'm dying for every soul suffering but once I'm back, anew, I will be every tortured soul's testimony There's always an exit.