People tell me I am strange,
Some even say I am deranged.
They don't believe me when I say,
"I did not choose to be this way."
They tell me I am just a freak,
But love and joy is all I seek.
I'll always be just morbid me,
Why can't these people let me be?


Mortal Life

This mortal life is not for me,
I hope these words will set me free.
My world is full of broken hearts,
Besides the "winners" who play all their parts.
My broken heart will learn to mend,
With the introduction of my new found friend.
I know it's time for my soul to die,
As his pale white fangs catch my eye.
My mortal life came to an end,
With the introduction of my new found friend.