Irony

i'm the flower that never blooms,
the rose that never grows
i'm the darkness that represent's doom
the human the brings about gloom.

I feel a raincloud is always over me,
i'm a door that needs no key.
i can't be unlocked, so don't bother trying
i know myself, i know i'm dying

you don't know about the things i do,
when i'm all alone, in my room.
my wrists bleed out cold blood,
from all the wounds i have cut

i am isolated, with no allies
i am always wearing a disguise
i laugh at my own demise
in the lake of rage, i've been baptised

But i act calm when i'm really mad
and smile when i really sad.
i ignore the once who adore us
and adore the once who ignore us.

When people push us to our limits
and when we explode and fight back
people always think
that we're the mean ones.

sometimes the person you want.
is the one you're best without
when someone asks for nothing,
they deserve everything.
this world is  really demonic
it's also damned ironic