At least we have something in common.
A dysfunction family.
Who doesn't know how it feels?
Being alone is way to normal.
I'm used to it.
Hush....
Please don't say anything.
Please don't tell me anything.
Please watch how everything changes.
Please let me just finished them off one by one.
The party which I always am alone.
But not for tonight anymore.
The bloody party is gonna rock.
Since I'm already malfunctioned.
The crimson stain isn't dirt.
Is something similar that mingle in my veins.
My life isn't sweet like a strawberry sundae.