evil

no one will know how evil i really am

no one will know how evil i really am

cause i like to wear disguises

and i like to disguise my plans

no one will know how evil i really am

and no one will know truly how i feel

and no one will know how i truly feel

cause i can no longer differentiate

between what is fake and what is real

i don't know how i feel

i was born in a hospital

my first two days were spent in the care of nuns

but my mother found it in her

to go ahead and take me back

and i love her

and i will always appreciate bad days like this

because they grant me a point of reference in regards to my happiness

and although i feel cold and empty one day

i hope i can feel warm and full

stand with honor

and comfort

and dignity