The Temple of Darkness
Is the place where I go
When I dont want to go no where else.
Alone in my pain
My Energy drained
Its my very own personal Hell.

Yes, you can look
Yes, you can think
That I am happy and should not be sad
But once you have been there
To the depths of the lair
You will know how it feels to be mad.

You enter the temple
By way of a door
Little different than all of the rest
It might look like your front door
Or even a gate
It or it might even look like yourself

In the mirror you stare
And an image looks back
Do you look like your sister or brother?
Relatives, they gathered round
In your first year of life
Said you looked like your sister or mother