Ratchet - Another World

When people laugh for who you are
When days seem so gray
While they're in fact blue
I look into the sky and ask myself
Why am I the one
Who chose to juggle with knifes
Endlessly falling into a pit
Until I die
Carving rivers into my arms
But never knowing why

All of this while in the end
Only one person get's to sit back and laugh
It's him who made me do this
It's him who stabs my back

I never quite understood
Who could be so cruel and yet unknown
But since today
I've read about him in this poem

It's him who I'm aiming for
My knife through my arm
Against his back
Pools will be filled with blood that very night
But this time of all the people who's job it is to stab

An aquarium used to make more rivers
A land so pure and green
A world so filled with oxygen
So the innocent can finally breathe