Trapped!
Trapped in the dark Bell Tower
Nothing here
Nothing!
As I lay here bleeding
My blood and my enemy's
Combined in enraged togetherness
As I scream
What have I done?
I have killed and killed
My own true justice was killing my enemy
But now I should die
I have harmed too many people
Too many to count all together
I am evil
I don't want to be
But I am
I can't turn good
I have destroyed and burned and impaled
No one wants me
Just dump me into the ground and bury me
No casket
Unmarked grave
Just give me an unmarked grave
I don't deserve to be remember
Ruthless female woman
I am her
Please oh please
Do anything to me
Except lock me in the Bell Tower
Demons lurk there
They want to rip me
They want to kill me
They want to devour me
Leave! Just Leave!
No more!
Please!
No more.
As I lay here dying
Loving every last breath I take in
My last words smothering in blood
As I ask for forgiveness
I am sorry
I am sorry for all that I have done
As I reflect on my regretful colorful past
I think of all of those
That were alive
That I destroyed
I never loved it
But the forces that have raised me from birth
Have made me
Every night that I have been alive
I would cry myself to sleep
Wishing that would be me not them
I have always wanted to die
All those people had lives
They now get theirs back
As I lose mine
It's okay
I don't care
As long as they're happy
And I don't have to kill no more.
Please though forgive me
As I perish in the Bell Tower fire that I caused to happen.
Trapped in the dark Bell Tower
Nothing here
Nothing!
As I lay here bleeding
My blood and my enemy's
Combined in enraged togetherness
As I scream
What have I done?
I have killed and killed
My own true justice was killing my enemy
But now I should die
I have harmed too many people
Too many to count all together
I am evil
I don't want to be
But I am
I can't turn good
I have destroyed and burned and impaled
No one wants me
Just dump me into the ground and bury me
No casket
Unmarked grave
Just give me an unmarked grave
I don't deserve to be remember
Ruthless female woman
I am her
Please oh please
Do anything to me
Except lock me in the Bell Tower
Demons lurk there
They want to rip me
They want to kill me
They want to devour me
Leave! Just Leave!
No more!
Please!
No more.
As I lay here dying
Loving every last breath I take in
My last words smothering in blood
As I ask for forgiveness
I am sorry
I am sorry for all that I have done
As I reflect on my regretful colorful past
I think of all of those
That were alive
That I destroyed
I never loved it
But the forces that have raised me from birth
Have made me
Every night that I have been alive
I would cry myself to sleep
Wishing that would be me not them
I have always wanted to die
All those people had lives
They now get theirs back
As I lose mine
It's okay
I don't care
As long as they're happy
And I don't have to kill no more.
Please though forgive me
As I perish in the Bell Tower fire that I caused to happen.
Adolescent peer crowds such as Punks and Goths are mainly identified by their strikingly unusual or even shocking appearances. Although many studies find these crowds, few have tried to explain why some youths take on these startling or shocking appearances. We hypothesized that an off-putting appearance is a way to cope with behavioral inhibition by limiting social contacts. Using data from 1,200 7th–11th graders, we compared peer crowds characterized by their startling appearance (“Radical” crowds) with three theoretically relevant comparison groups. Results showed that youths affiliating with Radical crowds were more inhibited than other youths, including those in crowds previously shown to be shy or socially anxious. Inhibited Radicals, however, had poorer emotional adjustment than inhibited youths in other crowds. If Radical styles are a way for inhibited youths to cope by limiting social contacts, the strategy does not seem to be beneficial for emotional adjustment.