is is wrong....

is it wrong to be insane, to have joy amongst the rain.

is it wrong to cause u pain, to paint the world with ur flesh.

you see, u caused an undieing suffering.

to kill my soul but not my heart, to leave my body with the feeling of coal.

to have my heart finally covered in mole.

so is it wrong for me to be insane.

to have nothing left but a hollow shell, searching to be whole, searching in the rain.

to plot revenge for my pain.

to share this pain with the world, do not let me hold this burden all alone.

let me spread this undieing suffering like a pleg. 

a sickness from hell.

world, u tell me it is wrong to be insane, that this is the wrong path n lane.

but u are the sorce of this pleg, the disease witch started....the end...