Psycho

It creeps on me,
When no one can see.
The darkness consumed,
The light within.

The screaming words,
Never touched their ignorant ears.
The streaming tears,
Were unseen to their open vision.

See on the cold ground
Looking like the ice with a crack on.
See the unwanted smile
While waiting for more tears now.

Just cause they couldn't see the scars,
Doesn't mean the wounds were never there.
Just cause the guilty wasn't proved wrong,
Doesn't mean the crime didn't take place at all.

Turning your head the other way
As if you never heard the screams?
Doing what is easier, did you think,
Might not always be the right thing?

You called me crazy since,
I hear what your deaf ears fail to.
Suddenly I am the lunatic,
Cause your blindness can't see what I see through.

Why am I insane,
When I speak the bitter truth?
Why everyone is okay
With the justice served wrong?

Tell me if thy justice
Is to truly right the wrongs?
Or is it just another cover
To hide all that you have done wrong?

Hearing it
Clear in their looks.
Seeing it
In every word they spoke.

They think that I am,
Who they would never want to be.
They fear, it's the worst of them
That they see in me.

Crazy they say the words in my head.
Lunacy are the actions my eyes speak.
Insane is the excuse of me being sane.
As since when the Psycho ever sane?

So as they say
The one who told the truth
Shall be the one lying dead
As risen the liar the world sees everyday.

In the world,
That we call our home,
Since when one ever has believed
The words of a Psycho?