Jesus Christ!!!!

Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face
The kind you'd find on someone that could save
If they don't put me away
Well, it'll be a miracle
Do you believe you're missing out
That everything good is happening somewhere else?
But with nobody in your bed
The night's hard to get through
And I will die all alone
And when I arrive I won't know anyone
Well, Jesus Christ, I'm alone again
So what did you do those three days you were dead?
Cause this problem's gonna last more than the weekend.
Well, Jesus Christ, I'm not scared of dying,
I'm a little bit scared of what comes after
Do I get the gold chariot?
Do I float through the ceiling?
Do I divide and fall apart?
Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark
And the ship went down in sight of land
And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands

I guess, I'm a Fake. Behind a mask. Under a shell, in a shelter, hiding my self to who I truly am. Well Jesus Christ, I can't stand this. Feeling I need to be pretty all the time, put on Make up to cover the Pain. smile for the crowd. Give them something to Deny. I guess all the Lies bunched up through the Sliver tape and escaped, Leaking out, Drop by drop. Yet the sounds of the soothing Guitar would take away my pain. The pain that eats away at my self, the person I first Knew was me. God Damned, the skys with Ashes of the clouds Yellow in the morning and the Purple at night.
Fell asleep last night, with a cold face, wet eyes and Soggy cheeks, that glistened in the Night as the moon shined understandingly on my bed. My eyes were drowning in their own sorrow to say the least. The the most?
Itching away the scabs of the wounds that never seem to heal as they burn your skin and eat at your nerves.
Well, Jesus Christ, I'm not scared of dying,
I'm a little bit scared of what comes after
And when I arrive I won't know anyone
My heart broke, it cracked over I guy I don't like. Its something tape can't repair.
Does any one know a good repair man?
I guess they love her, but he doesn't even get her, No face, No eyes.
How can you like a face less being?
The sky's scream dark blue.
Night is putting up its colors
The nights getting Dark
Be ready for the Monsters
The morning Sings Green
So for tonight I will scream
Green means Sadness
As MY body flouts Upstream

I don't wanna go.
No one wants to come with me.
Alone.
I need some body to dance with
Not just Mop when I clean the Kitchen.
The Black Cats Green Eyes
Poke through the shadows
As he meows "She went that way."
But who is she?

The nothing behind the Mask:
Jen Jen