If you can see me, then who am I? Am I simply some one you can just throw away? Or am I some one important? Do you can for me? Or do you even know I exsist? Do you wish me dead? Of course you do. I do too.
Dark and gloomy are my days. Unhappy is this world. Untrusting is the life is live. Soon, I will rise again. When you do you will all PAY!
In life I was a mortal girl, but death, well you’ll see. Just wait, my conrads will be with me, for I have no followers, but friends.
((Email me if your a Gothic, Punk, or thi so-called freak conrad))